Why is it an insurmountable task to utter apologies?
I falter in expressing myself, my thoughts, my emotions, my side.
Burying my troubles deep within, shielding them from view,
I dread becoming a burden, causing others to subside.
People drift away, abandoning my life's stage,
Leaving me with a heart steeped in mournful despair.
Familiar with the transient nature of existence,
Relationships crumble, their remnants dispersed in the air.
Amidst these reasons that permeate my soul,
The act of saying sorry feels futile, an exercise in vain.
For why should I bother when departure is inevitable?
Will my remorse make any difference, or will it wane?
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Dean's Introspection and Poetry
PoetryI'm in my journey to self-discovery and understanding. I wanna do some introspection and allows myself for deep reflection and exploration of emotions and experiences. These poems are the reflection of my thoughts, emotions, life and experiences.
