I found a letter
From long ago
Addressed to myself
And though slightly less relevant
I believe it deserves
A slot on my poetry shelf
Dear future self,
I'm sorry that I messed up your relationships and friends
But could you please tell me if this demon comes to an end?
Because it's messing up my life
And I can't stop it alone
Maybe I should get off my phone
Or get in a zone of people who won't fight me
But I can't
I can't
And I need someone else's help
But as hard as I try
I never can find
Someone who can help me
So I hope
For you
It got better
I hope
For you
20 years in the future
That you can be happy
You don't have to yell
You let things go
You don't cry over spilled milk
You can do things correctly
Without losing your cool
If something makes you angry
You know what to do
To you
I apologize
To anyone you wish you still knew
I want to apologize to them too
But when I apologize
They defend themselves
I can no longer look them in the eyes
And tell them
I wanted to apologize
Instead
I join in
And the whole thing spins
Out of control
And it's my fault
I'm sorry
If I sent your life into an
Apocalypse
But I honestly can't stop what I've begun
So I'm sorry
I'm so
So
Sorry
That I've ever contributed
To whatever hardships you experience
It's my fault
I'm sorry
Please forgive me,
Corrine Darlegen
June 17, 2016
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Pinto Lesbeans
PoetryMore angsty poetry about my issues and stuff. Also possibly some very vague poems either about friendship problems or relationships. Have fun! This book falls in line with a series of poetry books I have created. The first one is How to be a Bisexua...
