tell me your guilty reret
tell me if it's played over and over
or if you keep doig it over and over
whatever you want
tell me if it's played over and over
or if you keep doig it over and over
whatever you want
Bulimia - my sin
By HayleyMai on May 29th 2009, early evening.on topic one guilty regret
creak creak creak
tip toe down the stairs
head constantly checking to see
if anyones there
open the fridge
head shakes
assessing to see what to eat
nothing appeals
spectate the panty
find guilty snack
shove them in your pockets
in your pants
down your shirt
run softly up the stairs
and sit on your bed
huffing and puffing
adreniline kicked in
remove the treasures
what to eat first ??
you chose wisly
mush mush mush
play play play
with your treasures
with your toys
shove them into your mouth
swallow
and continue
repeat all
for round two
and three
and four
belly bulging
stomache full beyond capasity
down one last bottle of water
creep to washroom
and crouch down at the toilet
bend over
and confesssss
confess your sins
undo them
empty that stomache
no witness, never happened
repeat
repeat
purge the guilt
purge the guilt
purge the comfort
you can't be comfortable
ahhhh
clean up
no guilt anymore
tip toe down the stairs
head constantly checking to see
if anyones there
open the fridge
head shakes
assessing to see what to eat
nothing appeals
spectate the panty
find guilty snack
shove them in your pockets
in your pants
down your shirt
run softly up the stairs
and sit on your bed
huffing and puffing
adreniline kicked in
remove the treasures
what to eat first ??
you chose wisly
mush mush mush
play play play
with your treasures
with your toys
shove them into your mouth
swallow
and continue
repeat all
for round two
and three
and four
belly bulging
stomache full beyond capasity
down one last bottle of water
creep to washroom
and crouch down at the toilet
bend over
and confesssss
confess your sins
undo them
empty that stomache
no witness, never happened
repeat
repeat
purge the guilt
purge the guilt
purge the comfort
you can't be comfortable
ahhhh
clean up
no guilt anymore
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Regrets
By sasori-the-dreamer on May 29th 2009, evening time.on topic one guilty regret
why didn't I tell you
I'm too scared and troubled
You're greater than roses
My thoughts are all muddled
I cannot decide
If i really need you
Never is never was
I'm stuck in this goo
It keeps my head turning
Behind where I'm going
It won't let me turn,
I only keep groaning
I am at war
With heart versus head
I'm a walking disaster
All my tears i've shed
I'm dry and I'm empty
Just Leave me behind.
You can do better than me
I do not mind.
I'm too scared and troubled
You're greater than roses
My thoughts are all muddled
I cannot decide
If i really need you
Never is never was
I'm stuck in this goo
It keeps my head turning
Behind where I'm going
It won't let me turn,
I only keep groaning
I am at war
With heart versus head
I'm a walking disaster
All my tears i've shed
I'm dry and I'm empty
Just Leave me behind.
You can do better than me
I do not mind.
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Hooked up on me
By unknown pain on May 31st 2009, the wee hours.on topic one guilty regret
I hooked up with this guy , well he was hooked up on me , I was so wasted but i knew what i was doing was not me , i hated it but i loved the attention , all though i know he wasn't intrested in me just intrested in what he was getting , but still i lingered for the attention . I let those soft lips tell me lies , when the next few days all i did was cry , and ask myself why , while all at once feeling like i wanna die .
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bad party
By cloud9n731 on May 31st 2009, terribly early in the morning.on topic one guilty regret
im not over it
the day i shared you with her
the vodka slipped down our throats
the blur lit me and her
he touched me as you watched
our union was tainted
i thought it'd be okay
but now it haunts me
it sticks and stings and follows
we had something beautiful my love
now we are used and hollow
the fight broke it
a black eye a split lip
i laid on the concrete while
guilt licked at your shoes
shadows in our memories
go away just please go away
the day i shared you with her
the vodka slipped down our throats
the blur lit me and her
he touched me as you watched
our union was tainted
i thought it'd be okay
but now it haunts me
it sticks and stings and follows
we had something beautiful my love
now we are used and hollow
the fight broke it
a black eye a split lip
i laid on the concrete while
guilt licked at your shoes
shadows in our memories
go away just please go away
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Can we give it another try?
By StarEyes on June 2nd 2009, early morning.on topic one guilty regret
It wasn't just me,
it wasn't just you,
we both made our
mistakes in the past.
we have faced up to them,
and learned from them,
and now, we know what not to do.
today, i ask you...
can we start over,
can we make it better,
can we love again, and
find our way back to each other?
I have thought long and hard
on this, and I know deep down,
that is all I want.
My love for you,
still runs through me,
like it did back then,
but only deeper this time.
So what do you say...
can we give it another try?
it wasn't just you,
we both made our
mistakes in the past.
we have faced up to them,
and learned from them,
and now, we know what not to do.
today, i ask you...
can we start over,
can we make it better,
can we love again, and
find our way back to each other?
I have thought long and hard
on this, and I know deep down,
that is all I want.
My love for you,
still runs through me,
like it did back then,
but only deeper this time.
So what do you say...
can we give it another try?
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just one regret?
By JakeMaloni on June 3rd 2009, evening time.on topic one guilty regret
guilty...that's for the ones who doubt themselves...
he never doubted what he was capable of...
she tried him that lonely night...
just then and only then
wasn't much of a chance after that night
now he sits back and regrets the pain inflicted
on his lover....
emotional...just a little he screamed as she ran
the door is slammed she is safe once more...
but for how long will she just let this...
be this.
the fight is over and the love returns to the scorned
he never doubted what he was capable of...
she tried him that lonely night...
just then and only then
wasn't much of a chance after that night
now he sits back and regrets the pain inflicted
on his lover....
emotional...just a little he screamed as she ran
the door is slammed she is safe once more...
but for how long will she just let this...
be this.
the fight is over and the love returns to the scorned
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Regretful.
By intimate kisses on June 4th 2009, the wee hours.on topic one guilty regret
One guilty regret it is.
I used to have this bad habit, to steal. I don't do it in public, but usually at home. Maybe it is becuz i feel restricted at home, my parents were overprotective, i never liked it. I remembered once when i was young, i stole this mobile phone. I didnt know why i did that as the time i get to enjoy would only within days. I knew i would be found out, but i still stole it anyway. I kept it for about three days, and then that third day, i was found out. As i was living in a penthouse, my mom was upstairs, angrily ran down the stairs and barged into my room. As i has a guilty conscience, even though i didnt know why my mom was angry yet, my heart thumped real fast as if i were to die. My mom knew i was the one, who stole the mobile phone, she took the cane, and hit me real hard. Usually, parents would use only one cane, and its the normal size cane. But my mom, she used those really thin canes that when it hits you, the pain would be even worse. My mom did not use only one cane though, she used a couple of canes tied together and hit me with it. I knew i was wrong, and yes, i regretted, but what could i do, i already stole. To show that i realised my mistake, i did what no kids would ever do. Stand there and let my mom hit me. My mom scolded me, and i felt remorseful. I knew i've let her down, i knew she was disappointed in me. For almost two hours, my mom finally stopped her harsh beatings. I was in pain, crying hoping she would forgive me. But my mom wouldn't. For that night, i thought about what i could do to make up for this mistake. I knew that this would change my life. This was something i really regretted as whenever i mention the word 'phone' i remember the incident.
I used to have this bad habit, to steal. I don't do it in public, but usually at home. Maybe it is becuz i feel restricted at home, my parents were overprotective, i never liked it. I remembered once when i was young, i stole this mobile phone. I didnt know why i did that as the time i get to enjoy would only within days. I knew i would be found out, but i still stole it anyway. I kept it for about three days, and then that third day, i was found out. As i was living in a penthouse, my mom was upstairs, angrily ran down the stairs and barged into my room. As i has a guilty conscience, even though i didnt know why my mom was angry yet, my heart thumped real fast as if i were to die. My mom knew i was the one, who stole the mobile phone, she took the cane, and hit me real hard. Usually, parents would use only one cane, and its the normal size cane. But my mom, she used those really thin canes that when it hits you, the pain would be even worse. My mom did not use only one cane though, she used a couple of canes tied together and hit me with it. I knew i was wrong, and yes, i regretted, but what could i do, i already stole. To show that i realised my mistake, i did what no kids would ever do. Stand there and let my mom hit me. My mom scolded me, and i felt remorseful. I knew i've let her down, i knew she was disappointed in me. For almost two hours, my mom finally stopped her harsh beatings. I was in pain, crying hoping she would forgive me. But my mom wouldn't. For that night, i thought about what i could do to make up for this mistake. I knew that this would change my life. This was something i really regretted as whenever i mention the word 'phone' i remember the incident.
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lost
By Beautiful emo on June 4th 2009, late evening.on topic one guilty regret
my guilty regret would have to be trustin him over again and agin all he does is lie to me and break me down to nuthing and makes me feel nuthing and just takes every thing from me and i lose my self all becaus eof him
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2 loves 1 man
By XxXVAMPKINXxX on June 5th 2009, the wee hours.on topic one guilty regret
my regret is the 2 girls the girls i care form i care for them more then any people living on this earth but i cant make them both happy i have ruined my relation ship between us i cant do it i cnat hurt one to make the other happy should i just end my life to save them both should i just not choose sides i dont know wat to do i cant go on living like this my life cant run that way im confused im hurt im just to fucking stupid to know if im doing what i should be doing im making one happy and trying to make the other one happy but i would hurt one if they found out i dont know wat to do my life is running into denial
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Hell
By Moon Star on June 6th 2009, the wee hours.on topic one guilty regret
one regret. one sad day, a day i thought
was great. new friends,new life.
i said hello and i haw happy. my one
regret was ever meeting you. i should have
listened,but i did not. i did the same thing
over and over again, will i ever learn?
what did i do to deserve this?
PLEASE TELL ME! YELL IT!
i dont understand! meeting him
was my worst and only regret. i will never be
addicted, i will never feel.....i will be numb
you are my worst regret.
was great. new friends,new life.
i said hello and i haw happy. my one
regret was ever meeting you. i should have
listened,but i did not. i did the same thing
over and over again, will i ever learn?
what did i do to deserve this?
PLEASE TELL ME! YELL IT!
i dont understand! meeting him
was my worst and only regret. i will never be
addicted, i will never feel.....i will be numb
you are my worst regret.
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Choices
By Tinselpool on June 6th 2009, mid-afternoon.on topic one guilty regret
Something I regret the most is pedaling quickly away on my bike. There was a guy one year older than me at the park that day, and my friends and I were pretending to ignore him. It was hardest for me. It is hard to ignore a growing crush on a stranger.
It's been a year since he started and stopped coming, and I just called him. He said he wouldn't come to the park today, or probably ever again. He said that if we just run away from him, he might as well not come.
I couldn't tell him I liked him. So I just cried in my heart. Tears of regret. Heres what we were running away from.
He obviously wanted to play with us last year. We let him. He was nice. Daniel, his name was. Daniel would pretend my friend Victoria was his best friend.
"Vicky and I went to the mall and got a manicure and a Coach bag!" He exclaimed with a girly accent. We all laughed. Then this year, two days ago, he started pretended I was his girlfriend.
I was actually pleased, and we [my friends and I] had fun running away from him, as he chased us on his pink mountain bike.
Now I sit calmly in front of the computer, but inside my heart is racing, my mind spinning. Would he really never come back again? Sure I would see him next year in middle school, but not as much. And by then, we'd be only acquaintances. Would he come back? Could I convince him? Would I gather enough courage to ride to his house again and beg him to come to the park again? And if I did, would he come? I'll have to wait until tonight...
It's been a year since he started and stopped coming, and I just called him. He said he wouldn't come to the park today, or probably ever again. He said that if we just run away from him, he might as well not come.
I couldn't tell him I liked him. So I just cried in my heart. Tears of regret. Heres what we were running away from.
He obviously wanted to play with us last year. We let him. He was nice. Daniel, his name was. Daniel would pretend my friend Victoria was his best friend.
"Vicky and I went to the mall and got a manicure and a Coach bag!" He exclaimed with a girly accent. We all laughed. Then this year, two days ago, he started pretended I was his girlfriend.
I was actually pleased, and we [my friends and I] had fun running away from him, as he chased us on his pink mountain bike.
Now I sit calmly in front of the computer, but inside my heart is racing, my mind spinning. Would he really never come back again? Sure I would see him next year in middle school, but not as much. And by then, we'd be only acquaintances. Would he come back? Could I convince him? Would I gather enough courage to ride to his house again and beg him to come to the park again? And if I did, would he come? I'll have to wait until tonight...
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Hurting
By CHERRYlips527 on June 8th 2009, early evening.on topic one guilty regret
You may say I'm forgiven
But it doesn't feel that way.
I know in you're heart I have hurt you.
But I don't know why you hold on.
Why you want to keep me.
I love you with all my heart
But why do you let me hurt you?
Why do you let me remain?
I want you to hate me sometimes
But I can never hurt you again.
I just don't want to chance it.
Love me, if you need to
Or let me die in loneliness
Where I feel I belong
Among the horrible people
Who ones who can't live with what they did
To the person they loved.
The person they cared about
I can never show you how sorry
But I am.
But it doesn't feel that way.
I know in you're heart I have hurt you.
But I don't know why you hold on.
Why you want to keep me.
I love you with all my heart
But why do you let me hurt you?
Why do you let me remain?
I want you to hate me sometimes
But I can never hurt you again.
I just don't want to chance it.
Love me, if you need to
Or let me die in loneliness
Where I feel I belong
Among the horrible people
Who ones who can't live with what they did
To the person they loved.
The person they cared about
I can never show you how sorry
But I am.
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