Regret & Karmic Debt

Some nights I want to

turn back the clock a decade

or more, but I made

my bed so I lay awake

trying my best to forget

wading through oceans

of regret and karmic debt

and one too many

mistakes, but the rooster crows

and takes me back to right now

and somehow I wake

up with the sun, and the day

has begun and here I am

it’s impossible to run

away from myself and time

and I’ve run away

from the salt and lime but I

miss the haze sometimes

miss the days when I forgot

about the world for a while

wouldn’t stare out more

than a mile but here I am

staring at the sun

and now it’s setting again

and now another rerun

and now I want to

turn back the clock a decade

or more but I made

my bed so I lay awake

trying my best to forget

About soitgoes1984

I live on a small island in the middle of the Pacific ocean in the Hawaiian Kingdom which is currently illegally occupied by the American government and military. I am addict, struggling to kick the habit of fossil fuel. This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution 4.0 International License.
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