Sad Poems

Apologize

I cannot drop a spoon or step on 

a creaky step without

apologizing.

Loud voices still trigger

panic attacks, and my hands

shake during

scary movies.

I sleep with the door locked

curled as closely to the

wall as possible.

When I say I'm sorry, it still feels

like please don't hurt me.

I can't stop the voices

that constantly scream

how wicked and useless

my existence is.