I regret
the years that I wasted
hiding my pain and fears
with addiction.
I regret
time spent hating myself
blaming myself
for mistakes made in the past.
I regret
that it took so long
so very, very long
for me to forgive myself
and let the healing begin.
Melancholy arises
as I stare down paths
that vanish with each regret.
Paths of life undiscovered.
But there is no regret
for the path I did choose,
that path of brambles and thorns,
made me the woman I am today.
©Jay-lyn Doerksen
Aug. 20/17