I'm sorry, I whisper into the void,
For my fear that leaves me paralyzed and annoyed.
I blame myself for being a coward,
Unable to face the world, my heart's been soured.
Trust, once shattered, is hard to regain,
And I apologize for my inability to let it reign.
Words escape me, trapped within my chest,
Unable to express what I truly detest.
I'm sorry for the pain I inflict upon you,
A broken soul, causing your love to skew.
Each day, I carry the weight of my own sorrow,
Knowing that my brokenness brings you no tomorrow.
I apologize, again and again,
For the wounds I bear, for the tears I send.
But words alone cannot heal the pain,
And I'm left with regret, like an endless rain.
In this sea of self-blame, I drown,
Lost in a cycle of apologies, feeling down.
But perhaps forgiveness lies within my own embrace,
To mend the shattered pieces, find solace in grace.
I'm sorry, I repeat, with a heavy heart,
But it's time to forgive myself, to make a fresh start.
For in self-compassion, I'll find my way,
To release the pain, and let healing hold sway.
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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.
