the truth in your words
makes me regret mine
I bite back my tongue
before it whips out
leashing me to my fate
but to late they strike
like blows already given
and so I must apologize
to ask and to beg
for you to forgive
what I cruelly bestowed
upon you ears
with my foolish follies
Jan 30, 2016
Jan 30, 2016 at 8:47 PM UTC
the truth in your words
makes me regret mine
I bite back my tongue
before it whips out
leashing me to my fate
but to late they strike
like blows already given
and so I must apologize
to ask and to beg
for you to forgive
what I cruelly bestowed
upon you ears
with my foolish follies
Request permission to use this poem