Regrets on My past Poem by Tebogo Teddy

I'm haunted by my past.
The past I can't tell.
The images are clear,
Everything feels recent.
I did the despicable,
I've sinned,
I took risks,
I tried to impress,
For the benefit of lifetime regret.

I had no Morals,
Responsibilities weren't part of the package.
My Rights and their happiness
Were my Naiveness
Now I'm alone and Repenting

The past remains to the past,
So why am I Rewinding?
Why can't I get pass this?
What am I missing?

There will be no IF's.
Now I'm conscious .
My Rights will tag along with Responsibilities.
The past will be my Alteration.
My regrets will be a sign of my lesson.

I HAD NO IDEA.