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That Random Guy Feb 2021
dreams are surreal
anxiety inside me isn't
i really miss you, you being there was enough
thepoeticwit Feb 2021
"I'm sorry"
The echo
that fills the cracks
in the spaces in between
pieces of a broken heart
of damages dealt and received
regrets and areas of lack
of missing the mark and
not measuring up to par
or not being good enough
for the other


"Thank you"
The simple whisper of
a soul found and mended
a stomach well fed
lungs filled with breath to sing
of gifts given and received
of lovingkindness graciously bestowed
of embracing the other


"I love you"
The tender glance of eyes
beholding beauty
the cries of joy
of a revived heart beating pompously
The strength renewed to a fallen warrior
restored to eternal glory
redeems every "sorry"
overflows every "thank you"
and always lavishing
declaring

"Beloved, I live for you."

-thepoeticwit
Ila Feb 2021
I told you it was hard to love you, this will be one of the regrets I have for life.

I told you it was hard to love you, but that couldn't be further from the truth.

I told you it was hard to love you, and for that I am sorry, I did not know what I was saying in that moment.

I told you it was hard to love you, and now I realize the impact it can have; you possibly thinking that for your whole life.

I told you it was hard to love you, but now I can only hope someone comes along and helps you prove I was wrong.

I told you it was hard to love you, but I hope that I explained myself well enough that you don't think that it is; I hope I was able to take it back.

I told you it was hard to love you, and now I wish I could say sorry, but I have no way of contacting you anymore.

I told you it was hard to love you, and now, this is the only way I can say sorry.
I'm sorry for all the things I said. I hope you don't think that for the rest of your life because it is simply unture. You were so easy to love.

"i am not asking you to love me, you shouldn'y if you think it would be difficut. It shouldn't be difficult"
I just want to say I'm sorry...
I'm sorry for the way I act at times.
I'm sorry for the things that I say that I don't mean.
I'm sorry that I act like I don't care even though deep down inside, I really do.
I'm sorry for the ways I feel things too much.
I'm sorry if you find me so difficult.
I'm sorry that sometimes I struggle to say how I really feel.
I'm sorry that I turned out the way I never wanted to.
I'm sorry that I get so scared of being left behind.
I'm sorry I push the ones I love the most, far away at times.
I'm sorry that I get so vulnerable, that I can't control my feelings even if I wanted to.
I'm sorry if I hurt you without meaning to.
I'm sorry that I get so angry without knowing why.
I'm sorry if sometimes I cry for no reason, I just don't know why.
I'm sorry I feel things more strongly than others do.
I'm sorry I still struggle inside my mind, I'm trying my best to be better I promise you.
I'm sorry I'm still battling the same demons years down the line.
I'm sorry I let them win and let them get to me sometimes.
I'm sorry for all the hurt and the problems that I've caused.
I'm sorry I didn't mean to be like this at all.
I'm sorry if sometimes you want to get away from me.
I'm sorry if I've ever made you feel like I didn't want you around.
I'm sorry my mind is so messed up at times.
I'm sorry if sometimes the things I say sound like a web of lies.


I never wanted to be like this I promise you.
I never wanted to feel like a burden to people, I guess it's nothing new.
I never wanted to push anyone away, but sometimes my fears get ahold of me and I can't stop myself from hiding away in the dark corners of my mind.
These feelings I have are not normal I know.
Sometimes the rage builds up so fast inside me, I feel like I would explode into a million pieces.
The past keeps coming back to haunt me no matter where I go.
That face of evil, grinning, smiling and laughing at me in the dark. Reminding me of the horrors I've tried to leave behind closed doors.
I'm sorry I'm a walking, talking, disaster and mess.
I just wanted to say I'm sorry I sometimes wished I never existed at all.
I'm sorry for saying sorry so many times, I guess sometimes I just need to apologise at least 100 times, to make me realise just how much the ones I love really matter to me deep down inside.
Rose Jan 2021
If he asks you if you're with someone
Say your mom's waiting in station two
Always give the man your extra change
Chances are that he won't report you

If you ignore them, they'll ignore you
Who cares about some curious kid?
For the first time being thought to be stupid
Might actually play to your advantage

And if anyone dares to ask you how old you are
Say you're old enough to know better  than to tell them
Don't talk to anybody, no one will talk to you
You're not going to fall for them again

Be careful not to say a single word
You don't need the strangers' gaze
You know exactly where you're walking to
And you know all one thousand ways

Feel the morning air cool on your skin
Soak it in, you won't walk this way again
Stop by at the florists' shop
Breathe in the flowers' scent

You said you won't stop for anything
But maybe you'd stop for me
You walked in empty-handed
But you walked out with an orchid leaf

And maybe you might try to text me
You've done it eight thousand times
Your pride stops you from saying sorry
But you're hoping I'll read between the lines

And after everything's been done
The sand is beautiful when it's moonlit
Your family's been frantic, where've you been
Shake your head, they wouldn't get it

And maybe when I open my door tonight
I'll find a beautiful orchid leaf
And maybe when I stare out the window tonight
I'll know you're dreaming of me

I'll know you're finally sorry
And I'll know you're dreaming of me
Never walk away
Never go to sleep this way
Never forget it’s
never too late ......
to say I’m sorry.
It doesn’t take anything away
from you.
Never.

Shell ✨🐚
Sometimes it’s necessary to say I’m sorry. We all make mistakes.
Max Jan 2021
Feeling empty is much different from what people think it is
It feels like the blood had been drained from me
From the tips of my toes, to the top of my head
I feel as if there is a gaping hole in me
A hot air balloon running out of air, with no clue where the hole is to patch

I’ve tried filling the emptiness
But it’s more than a hole of emptiness
It’s a vortex, a black hole
It will take and take but will never be satisfied
Because satisfaction was never the end game for it.

I am a vortex
I want to fill my emptiness
So I drag others and items and anything close to me
Because I keep thinking “This will make me happy, this will satisfy me”
And yet each time, I forget about the item, I hurt the person, and I hurt myself.

I hope someday, I’ll meet another vortex, because maybe two of us will make things better
Or maybe that will just be more destructive
Who knows.

To anyone who I cross paths with:
I’m sorry you must now rebuild the land that is your mind
That you must now reconstruct that thing that was your heart
I will never be able to satisfy your need for my apology
Because the only satisfaction, is for my vortex to end.
I’m not sure how to do that.
Max Jan 2021
Why does my stomach still clench at the thought of you,
Why does the pain of the past still feel fresh,
Why do I still care how you’re doing,
Why do I feel?

I was a ****, I still am
Sorry I had to be so harsh at the end,
I figured being harsh would push you far enough away to hurt less,
Yet here I am months later with the same regrets.
Now the only thing I can still think,
Is was it actually love?
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