Sorry

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Harsh words
Storm through my mind
As if in a daze
I spit it out aloud.

I didn't mean it
But
In my mind
I know I did.

Guilt seen through
Every single expression I make,
I don't want you
To forgive me,
I want you to say
Some heart piercing words back
So I don't
Feel guilty anymore.

I am selfish
I spit out rude nonsense
But still ask
For them
To get rid of the guilt
That comes with.

What was I
Even arguing about
Was it about the subject
Or my everlasting ego?

Confidence lacing
Through every one of my words;
'What do you know,
I was here more
I know better'
Disgusting thoughts
I can't resist
Rush through my mind
Like a dam that's broken.

Am I the only one?
Am I really that bad?

The words I could not utter
Because of the
Petty pride I carried around,
I'll say it now
I'll say it if it happens again
I am sorry
I really am sorry
I don't wish for your forgiveness
Because I deserve
Your contempt,
I am sorry.

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