I apologize for the way I left it
But I'm not sorry for leaving
We were parasites sucking the life out of each other
And it was exhausting
And I was nasty
And I was mean
I dont regret a lot of what I said
But I wish I said it better
I wish I said it in a way that didn't hurt myself so horribly
Because it wasn't the letting go
It was the way I let go
I held onto a rope
And gradually slid down
Burning my hands and picking splinters out
And by the time I was ready
I had already hurt myself more than you could have ever hurt me
So I apologize for being rough
If you will even see.
But I will never apologize
For letting go
YOU ARE READING
The Light
PoetryA book of simple poetic pieces that come from the heart. There isn't much punctuation in this one. Read it the way you feel. Read it like spoken poetry if you'd like. Be aggressive, be sad, cry when you read it. But please, don't feel nothing, becau...
