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Acey Jan 16
I don’t want to be the one who knew and didn't say anything.
It hurts
I don't want to be the one who has to tell all our friends
Because it hurts
I don't want to mark a date on the calendar or visit your grave on every birthday you have
Because. it. Hurts.
I Do Not want to listen to a song we once shared and cry instead of you sitting next to me and singing along
It ******* hurts
I don't want to sit at your grave for hours on end because you're not here in person
It hurts
I don't want to call a stone my bestfriend because you are so much more.
God it would hurt.
I don't want to watch your family cry, i don't want to tell your girlfriend and watch her break down
It hurts
I don't want to think back on memories and cry when we could be making new ones…
I love you and i know you're upset
And it hurts
I know I'm being selfish but this time I won't apologize because it's what I needed to do to keep you alive.
And god that hurts..
... "when death is on the horizon, or when you're deep in that grief as long as you keep existing, you'll keep breathing, and if you're breathing one day you'll start living again"
-orion- the first to die in the end
L Jan 3
Im sorry im not as great as you
Im sorry im not as as smart as you
Im sorry i dont watch that many movies
Im sorry that i get jealous

Im sorry im kind of slow
Im sorry i cant give as much as you bestow
Im sorry i dont say i love you
Im just scared

I know this isnt a transaction
but it still feels like im the lesser part of that non existent transaction

you know what to do and when to do it
you know how to say what you feel even though you say you're unsure.

i dont know how this works, its new and scary and embarrassing, and im scared you dont know that i would give anything
to be with you.

You remember every conversation every little thing i do
And my memory fails me and i dont know why the bracelet is brown and blue

Im sorry if it doesnt look like i love you
i really do, I love you.


im stressing man i dont know what to do
Im sorry
SavannahMcmanus Dec 2024
Thoughts come again and again they never end
Self sabotage cause I'm a broken mess
**** a relationship up faster than it began
Don't wanna get hurt again so I'll keep this charade up til I'm whole again
Sorry to the ones who tried their best to get me to love again
It's me and my head we're fighting again
Got knocked down a time or two but I'm not giving into
The voices that are screaming
Ur ugly
Not worthy
Of anything or anyone
Sorry to the ones who love me I hope u will forgive me
Maybe one day u could understand why I am the way I am
Push people away to save myself from the hurt and so they won't see
I'm dying inide fighting the voices the demons who won't stop screaming at me
Ur ugly
Not worthy
Of anything or anyone
It's a hard battle but I know it's not gonna be this way forever
Sorry for my sinful ways don't mean to hurt u just need an escape
Lying to myself thinking people care
Whispers behind my back spreading like a wildfire
She's ugly
Not worthy
Of anything or anyone
Hold ur head up u got this that's what they all say
If u only knew the truth and u were in my shoes
U would see how far I've come
Sorry I'm not the girl u used to know the old me is gone
Scars from all the hurt I've been through
Made me who I am today
Kaiden Dec 2024
I'm sorry, mother
For being a failure.

I'm sorry, mother,
For leaving you.

I'm sorry, mother,
For not being the perfect child you wished i was.

I'm sorry, mother,
For giving up at such a young age.

I'm sorry, mother,
For not being you.
I'm sorry.
Malia Dec 2024
I’m a tornado in a bottle but you
Grasp my glass cage and you
𝘚𝘏𝘈𝘒𝘌 𝘚𝘏𝘈𝘒𝘌 𝘚𝘏𝘈𝘒𝘌
You take me by the (bottle) neck and you
Toss me flying in the air and catch
Me again, flirting with death like life
Is a game, and I’m telling you—
I’m telling you—
𝘚𝘛𝘖𝘗 𝘐𝘛, 𝘚𝘛𝘖𝘗 𝘐𝘛, 𝘓𝘐𝘚𝘛𝘌𝘕—

shattered glass bloodstains
no tears but shock freezing the lines
on your face pick up the pieces
no don’t let it cut your fingers.
sorry. sorry.
sorry. sorry. sorry.
Edited from a 2019 poem. Wow, middle school was crazy
Cynthia Feb 21
I’m sorry. Two simple words that speak measures about the things I didn’t say.

Dad.
I’m sorry that I couldn’t have been a better person.
I couldn’t always keep my room clean or keep my grades high.
I wasn’t always the easiest person to talk to or even understand.
I didn’t make life for you easier, and for that: I’m sorry.

Brother.
I’m sorry I said words I didn’t mean and didn’t fully understand how much they affected you.
I rejected your forms of affection and care because I thought I didn’t deserve them.
I pointed fingers and made empty promises without justification.
I spoke to you bitterly and harshly, and for that: I’m sorry.

Mom.
I’m sorry. To you the most, I’m sorry.
I wasn’t the daughter you wanted me to be.
I turned my back on your advice and guidance.
We often fought over views that didn’t align.
We were two opposites, but unlike magnets, I didn’t fight to make us connect.
And for that: I’m sorry.

To all those I have hurt:
I’m sorry.
I wasn’t the person you needed me to be.
I couldn’t be more, even when I wanted to.
But I hope you know I loved you,
in all the ways I knew how,
even if it wasn’t enough.
Valentin Eni Dec 2024
Sorry for the pain
The selfish kiss that I gave

If I were you
I would have walked away.

But you’re sending gifts from the skies
Your love is now one with the stars
Vulgarity holds a simple singularity
That seems to grip my brain steadfastly
I seem ignorant in my ranting tones
a child playing adult and acting rashly

Unbefitting of a lady to be emitting
The anger and simple roughness
Or unrefined lack of care
No need for acts of roughness

Sorry I didn't keep my promise
That I swear when you aren't near
I'm sorry for this disgusting course of action
I'm sorry mom for all the things you didn't hear
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