is there a point in your day
where you look through old posts
and then all your feelings just explode?
you want to go back
and make it right.
or stop it maybe
before it becomes a fight.
but it’s too late.
you can’t reverse time.
you can’t make lyrics rhyme.
or poems make sense.
it’s just the way it is.
i hate hurting people and yet i hurt this one person really bad. i treated them like ****. i didn’t do it intentionally but that doesn’t tale the hurt away. and it doesn’t take the sting away from the salt on the wound. i hurt them first. i knew everything was true, but i went back on what i said. i didn’t want to hurt them, but i ended up doing it anyway. scared. that’s all i’ll ever be. not good courageous enough and not worth the time...