Getting On Poem by David Self

Regrets are things you wish you could change, like being stuck in a maze.
Wishing you could see what was to be, to save you pain and wanting to flee.

I just wanted everything to be perfect, not like everything would fall into place.
But to have my family and my love, it all flew away just like a dove.

I miss my one, I guess it's done.
But wanting to change the hope I had, but I now just wish it was not so bad.

Walking away is not because I don't care anymore, but like I've taking away the joy from others, dreams turn into fears, lost in a sense of darkness.

I only wanted to have my family, I only wanted it to be right here. Life is like a lesson, there is no messing.

We accept what is, and that is this.
Do we survive the long road, or do we fall away in this dark mode.

I guess mistakes and decisions we make, can destroy us with things it take.
But I have to go on, if it works or go wrong.

Life is worth every chance we take, not defined by the mistakes me make.