Hell is a place of eternal regrets, prison is also a place of regrets. For some those regrets haunts continually, for others, they seldom lose sleep. To shut out the voice of regret some men talk a lot, they often are loud, and try to be the center of attention. Some can’t be still, others are extremely combative. Others escape their torment with cheap drugs, buck (alcohol) and when all else fail, they attempt suicide.I’m hounded by regrets constantly, I find relief in prayer, reading, writing, inventing, and thinking of ways to live better and make better choices so I don’t have to repeat the same mistakes again.