I don't quite know
What to say
Or perhaps I'm in denial
Not wanting to see the truth
Already slapping me right across;
Straight across my face
And I guess I've always been pretty good
At leaving people without a word
But sometimes,
Most times,
I feel the consequences
For the way I treated you
Was of garbage
No,
It was worse than that
And we probably would still be talking
If I didn't run off
Fear eating me from inside out,
Me projecting my demons
Upon your innocence
And kindness
And gentleness
The goodness of your soul
Through the stream of
The ugliness
And the bitterness
In all of the dreadful words I said
And I know
I cut my ties
Much too quickly
Much too harshly
And much too suddenly;
There was no way
You could have been prepared,
And I probably left you
Confused and hurt and so bloody sad
And I am a coward
Oh,
I know I am
For I still don't have the guts
To ring you up and ask
If we could still be friends
Oh,
Little me blamed you
The young boy with brown eyes and hair,
For having feelings and emotions
And being human and all of that
Oh,
I blamed you
And the saddest part is that
You probably never blamed me
Despite me hurting you
Like throwing down daggers
Target towards your back
Stupid little me
Tossed out the friendship
Like it was a crumpled piece of paper
Ready for the bin
I guess you can say that this is my apology letter;
I'm so sorry
For everything I have been
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sunflowers by the sea
PoetryThe book 'sunflowers by the sea' is a compilation of poems I have written. It is about the wonders over the hardships as well as complications of the human life, where the highs and the lows, the dos and the don'ts, as well as the desperate hopes of...
