Worry and Regret

Two feelings we cannot control
Are worry and regret.
If there’s a way to rein them in,
I haven’t found it yet.

Both block out sleep and crowd the brain
With images of doom,
Preventing joy from taking seed
Or bursting into bloom.

Though worry taps the future
And regret brings up the past,
The two of them take sunny days
And make them overcast.

Such negative emotions
Only harm and interfere.
I wish I knew a magic spell
So they would disappear.