It takes a great deal out of you to admit you're wrong.
We don't ever like to own up to it.
Being wrong isn't on anyone's bucket-list.
(At least no one's I know)
I will say one pro of any apologetic situation:
It is a terrific weapon.
A decent apology can bring most anybody
to their knees.
Frankly, I think we should all relish the opportunity.
Make amends for losing the battle,
and as a result win the war.
However don't take this weapon lightly.
It will jade you.
Ruin your concept of sincerity.
Not just for yourself, but for others.
We must never forget that sometimes we really are
I apologize, dear friend, I seem to have ruined your dinner party
with all my talk of apology.

A cynical look at the difficult task of apologizing.

Am I wasting my time waiting on you?
You're so valuable to me and yet,
You choose to damage yourself as much as possible.

I am unsure of you, more now than I have ever been before.
You're foreign to me for once.
There's nothing I can do but sit back and hope for the worst.

We've never been this far from each other.
Please, I don't ever want to be this way again.
I don't ever want to feel this far from you again for the rest of my life.

Even if we hate each other,
Even if there are no words to be said between us,
Please, I beg of you, don't give me silence. At least let me know how you are.

No matter what, I will care.
You have been my top priority always,
And nothing can ever change that.

You mean so much to me...
And it makes me sad to see you so upset....

I'm sorry for everything I did.

I am sorry.  
I will not rest until you know that I am
My eyes will not be dry,
Until you understand how bad I feel.

I am tired.
I haven't slept.
I won't sleep until you pick up the phone
So I can cry and apologize profusely.

I love you so.
I'd do anything for you,  
And I'd never intentionally hurt you.
I'm sorry I brought him up.
I know how protective you are.

I am sorry
I am sorry
I am sorry

I feel like I must say it,
Over and over again,
Even when you accept my apology,
Because I will still feel bad.

I will still be sad,
Even though I am glad
I may even be mad
Because I knew better.

I knew what to do,
I knew what to say
And yet I failed you anyway.

Isha Kumar Feb 19

How do I tell her
that I
lose sleep,
stay up all night,
finding the right words
to say
"Please, don't be mad.
I'm a little sad.
Things are bad.
I want to die."

maxime Sep 2016

dependent, dependent, dependent.
i hate to be dependent.
it's something that shows weakness.
it shows i can't defeat this.

sorry, sorry, sorry.
you tell me not to be sorry.
even though i try my best.
i never succeed, so i cannot rest.

stupid, stupid, stupid.
i feel like i am stupid.
obviously i'm the least of all.
no one cares when i take a fall.

weakling, weakling, weakling.
i am truly just a weakling.
melting from your sweetest words.
hoping my promises have been heard.

a small little snippet. not my best honestly.
cait-cait Aug 2016

I want to be
Cruel type of

with my lips dripping
Blood and my dress
Trailing jewels,
My insecurities hidden between each
Fold of silk, saying
"I can kill if I must//"
but I won't

The kind where
after crying  
my eyes are red-
(Not from sadness
from anger and dissociation,
and people fear what I have not said--
With my  
heart stitches torn open, and ink
Seeping through

and I'll never have to

i am your queen and I love staying in bed all day
Wolfy May 2016

You will not always be wrong
you will not always be right
but in order to learn
you need to apologize

Be humble and know
that atonement is the sacrifice
of only your pride
and you never see that low a price

It doesn't truly matter
who is right or wrong
sometimes you just say that shit
so we can all move along

taia iverson Apr 2016

don't apologize
you have your rights and i mine
can't we coexist?

i feel like my haikus suck
Leslie Jade Mar 2016

the damage has been done
all the memories can never go back
the way it was

it will take time to heal
a heart full of patches & stitches
that suffered & sacrificed much

Aliena12 Mar 2016

A fire is burning around me,
And a rage is burning within.
I can not hold it in.

I am the Devil,
With my cold dead skin,
Hell lives within,
I live within myself.

Forever trapped in my mind,
I can not hold the rage in,
Hating and raping,
I can not tame myself,
My fear and my doubt.

Damned in Hell,
Forever to burn,
I yearn,
For the sweet sun.

My rage holds me in my cell,
In the darkness of my Hell,
Damning me to hide,
Hide deep within my mind.

I am a God,
So I am told,
But the rage within me,
Withholds me from feeling.

In my cell I am held,
Living in my Hell,
Burning and yearning,
I am trapped inside.

My darker side,
Can not be hidden,
So I am hiding,
I am hiding within my mind.

In my cell I am living,
Into the darkness I am burning,
Into the fire I am dying,
Into death I am screaming.

Unlock the cage,
And free the Devil.
Free the Devil from the darkness,
Free me from what I have created.

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