i say i'm sorry
100 times a day
and every time i mean it
in its own way
i'll hold my tongue
bite my lip until it splits
i'll try to run
hope i don't slip
it kills me to know
it seems so insincere
but how else do i show
that i always live in fear?
in fear of not being enough,
in fear of being too much.
sorry you have to deal with me
and i can't say that enough.
- DJ
YOU ARE READING
Darkness's Descending
PoetryI wrote some poems and I'll try to publish at least once a week :) Don't take them please, I will find you and take credit. Should I attempt to publish this as a whole book when there's like 80 poems in it?
