Merissa

My Apologies

I'm sorry

I'm sorry I'm not who you wanted and all you can say is I'm sorry, because that's all I am to you, just a broken piece of a whole other other self that's missing. 

I'm sorry

I'm sorry I lost you and all that is left is a shell of the girl I once knew, but I can never let go of the past. 

I'm sorry

I'm sorry are the words written in my skin, for the one person who needs it the most is the one that never lets it in. 

I'm sorry

I'm sorry for every hurtful word, thought, or action that pushed you to the ground and made you feel like trash.

I'm sorry

I'm sorry I wasn't strong enough to hide you from it all, and hold your hand till the end so you'd never have to feel small. 

I'm sorry

I'm sorry that you're so beautiful, strong, and heartfelt but no one else sees it, not even me. 

I'm sorry

I'm sorry that the world forgets you exist and the only one that matters thinks it's because you're worthless. 

I'm sorry

I'm sorry I'm hateful and make you feel stupid for just being you, when I know that you're brilliant and braver than you think.

I'm sorry

I'm sorry for the lies ingrained in my mind that tell me you're ugly and you'll never be loved.

I'm sorry

I'm sorry it's me, who cries as you slowly start to drown, and I'm the one holding you under.

I'm sorry

I'm sorry is all you'll ever hear, because no matter how hard you try you'll never feel like you're enough. 

I'm sorry 

I'm sorry I'm you, the one person who should love you the most, yet stands there feeling sorry for herself.

 

Comments3

  • everlong

    I could see myself in your words. Dont be sorry for the past, its a changing world every second. Keep looking ahead even if its difficult, your never alone!

  • ron parrish aka wordman

    tomorrow is a new day

  • L. B. Mek

    to feel sorry for ourselves is a virtue! without it - we would know little of empathy for other's,
    to apologise is a demonstration of humility and this often leads to acceptance in the fact that we know very little of what truly matters! this discovery of our limitations is the first shard of light peeking-out from beyond the doors to wisdom's halls: we have just opened,
    one step at a time, forward - ever forward we venture carrying our mistakes and accomplishments - equally, till that final bell rings true and we: can rest too



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