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Becky Littmann Jun 2014
When an argument may occur
& things get heated
Feelings & emotions stir
An apology is needed
Since a friendship could be broken
From your heart be sincere
It's not just words spoken
& don't just tell them what they want to hear
Really mean what you say
You'll be glad in the end
There's no other way
& your friendship will begin to mend

I know an apology is hard to tell
NO ONE likes to be wrong
& control yourself, don't yell
Another fight may arise & go on for WAAAAY too long
A simple "I'm sorry" isn't hard to admit
Be responsible for your actions
& apologize for your ****!!
For more positive reactions!!
Lies Cut Short May 2014
I need to stop apologizing
For things that you did
I won't let you rule my life anymore
Erin Hankemeier Apr 2014
You were just one grade above me in high school.
You graduated last year.
You made big plans for your life and your future...
... But then the fateful day came fast.
The accident could not be stopped
And no one is to be blamed.

I went to your wake today.
I saw your mom, dad, brothers and sisters.
But who I remember most is your beautiful girlfriend.
You loved her to the ends of the earth,
but you left her behind.

I barley knew you, or ever talk to you
but what I do know is that
No mother should ever have to bury her own son,
It broke my heart seeing all the people you left behind.

As I walked past to view your body one last time,
I prayed
"God, I pray [His name goes here,
but I think it is most respectful not to say his name]
is safe in Heaven with you. I pray for his family. I pray that they are safe and will find hope and have faith in this time of greif"

I hugged your mom, dad, sisters, and brothers,
and your girlfriend
and told them how sorry I was..
.. but no words of mine can bring you back.
Nothing I can say or do can bring you back to us.

Life is short.
At the age of 19, you left us.

Nobody knows when their last day on Earth is,
So all I ask of whoever is reading this is,
To live life to the fullest and do not regret anything.

If tomorrow never comes,
Tell your loved ones that you love them
Apologize
Say "Thank you"
Take risks
Love life
Love your family and friends
and
Forgive your enemies
On April 25, 2014 my small town lost a very special person in our lives. His wake was today (April 29, 2014). In my perspective, his wake was described as is above. Closing this story, I made a wish for everybody reading this.. Please, please, please read this and try your best to apply it to your life.

Also, Please share!
KA Apr 2014
Me
Today I am me.
You may love me or hate me.
I can't apologize.
The moon is the moon.
The stars shine and do not apologize.





KT April 28, 2014
The Truth Apr 2014
I felt bad about that day
When I shot, stabbed, and threw you away
I felt regret, I felt agonized
Is it to late to Apologize?

I attacked you, and hit you hard
I left you buried in my backyard
I tried to dig you, but you weren't there
I gave you pain that I cannot bear
I made it up to you by suicide
Is it to late to Apologize?

I felt misery I cannoit lie
But I promise you, I did try
I looked for you everyday
I just could not stay away
I tried and tried every night
Hoping that I just might make it right.
I then became traumatize
So tell me, Is it to late to Apologize?
R Saba Apr 2014
april cut into the city
in long fingernail scratches
of running water and suddenly brown gardens
and the air fell heavy onto the eaves
of houses eager to open their doors

i stepped out and spoke
into a space filled with spring
just trying to hurry things along, i guess
trying to warm the air
trying to clear the path
trying to make some sense of this transition

i stepped out, leaned forward
and spoke
too soon, i guess
because the mercury sank coldly back into the glass
and the rain became needles, the trees thread
threatening to sew winter back into the sky
and the air retreated back
into a dull winter chill
as if afraid of my open chest
displaying december's frostbite
and january's cold words

and i apologized silently
to the city and myself
for thinking winter could be defeated so easily
thanks, Canada- this metaphor is somehow flawless

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