When who, what, where, when, why, and how
Are not enough,
And don't convey
The sheer fear in my question-
'How did I hurt you?'
'How can I fix it?'
I can tell, friend,
You're upset with me.
Or a serious conversation
Is upcoming.
Something's wrong,
And I don't know what.
But I've been told
It has to do with me,
A lot to do with me,
But know this:
I would never, ever
Hurt you intentionally.
If something needs to change,
You can talk to me.
Please,
Just let's talk this out
Instead of breaking apart.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry By Me! (Morgan, he/him)
PoesíaThese are poems that I write. My pen name is Morgan, so call me that! Also, I use he/they pronouns and love to write. Please, if you find any you particularly like, let me know in the comments! I plan to publish some of this in a book, just need to...
