The Branches Of Regret (Part 1-Spilled Secrets) Poem by Chad Martin Natividad

I wrote this back in 8th grade. This is part 1 of the poem series I'm working on entitled 'The Branches of Regret'. It's a series of individual poems that all center objectively on the feeling and sensation of the the so called 'useless emotion' that is, Regret.

Let me first clarify that I'm not being emo or being negative by writing poems of such a topic (and making sets of it) . This is just a series that hopes of putting a better light on the emotion of regret by separating them by practicality and expanding each of them in their own respective poems or 'worlds out of words'.

Regret can be as simple as a making small mistakes by making lazy choices and can be as life-draining as making unprofessional and event-turning decisions. We cannot escape the guilt brought about by regret but we can prevent the repetition of it. It is in our mistakes that we are wounded by imperfection, and it is by the ricochet of our willpower, that we decide whether to close this wound or to allow it to become an ugly scar that forever pollutes the surface of our lives.

I hope that by sorting them out through poems. You might be able to identify the kind or regret that you have faced/are facing.

>How does pointing out my already regretful and maybe obvious mistake help me?

-All of these forms of regret that I wrote already happened to me, and each time they took place, I wrote a poem about it. Why so? Because it is in this type of literature that I have used poems as a capsule, to store all the feelings and mistakes that I made that day.

And then what?

In order to humiliate myself by reading them again?

No!

Those things are dead, and the time and date you committed them are now merely but old digits in ancient calendars. The event cannot repeat itself exactly the same manner, time, and construct of actions the way it did before. The next time a calendar repeats itself is by 6 or 11 years after its use (I checked) but that still doesn't repeat the regretful action you took

Let the dead bury the dead. Your mind can die while your body still lives, but you can still change that. If any of the branches of the series relate to you, and even if they don't, then know that even I, a man that lives in the future from whence that regret took place, have already the power to notify that it has happened and recorded it in words. Than you are just as powerful in doing the same, words or action, you can grow from that regret, then prevent it. I believe in you!