Fateful Night

People can try and tell you what is right and what is wrong, but only you can decide for yourself. Many people succumb to other people's wishes or values, and they might end up regretting their choice

A piece of me is gone,  

Gone without a trace,  

Gone without a warning... 

Leaving nothing but my face. 

 

My innocence was gobbled,  

Showing the empty plate. 

I thought I could save it,  

But found...it was too late.  

 

Part of me will regret  

Giving it away,  

To one who won't remember  

Of that eventful day.  

 

Part of me will value 

The experience as a whole.  

For one to understand the cost,  

One must understand their soul.  

 

I did not understand, 

That mixed feeling is here to stay.  

I have a lesson to teach  

My future children someday.  

 

People can try to tell you 

What to choose or say  

They'll try and make your choices 

So problems seem to go away  

 

People can try to tell you 

What is wrong and right.  

But only you can decide  

On that fateful night.  

Author's Note

Thank you for taking the time to read my poem! Any comments or advice is greatly appreciated! Remember, Carpe Diem!