"appologize" poems - Hello Poetry

I remember how warm the look in your eyes used to be. You see, I play those moments back in my mind, Time after time. A little light just for me. I remember how safe I felt whenever you held me close. That strength you swore would stay for any length of time. You promised you'd always be mine. I remember how your voice used to sound. Your song would make my heart pound, but now? I'm so damaged I'm numb. And you are too but by *** and coke And not a word is spoken between us because now, You lie here. In my arms. Fading fast. While I try to fend of the pain the morning is bound to bring back to you again And pray it migh last. But the look in your eye is so distant. The warmth, The heat is gone. Cold feet. Your hands are shaking as you ask if it's really me there. You don't even recognize me. So, why do I care? You appologize, but the diction is slurred. The meaning is blurred. I can't breathe near you. Still, I can't bring myself to leave you. So, I kiss your cheek and tell you that I know. I also know that yo won' remember a confession of love to me, Your "saving grace sent from above," so I pretend not to hear. I hold back a tear, tuck you in bed. And remember the things that I should have said.

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Apr 17, 2012

Apr 17, 2012 at 6:22 PM UTC

freak

*** & Coke

I remember how warm the look in your eyes used to be. You see, I play those moments back in my mind, Time after time. A little light just for me. I remember how safe I felt whenever you held me close. That strength you swore would stay for any length of time. You promised you'd always be mine. I remember how your voice used to sound. Your song would make my heart pound, but now? I'm so damaged I'm numb. And you are too but by *** and coke And not a word is spoken between us because now, You lie here. In my arms. Fading fast. While I try to fend of the pain the morning is bound to bring back to you again And pray it migh last. But the look in your eye is so distant. The warmth, The heat is gone. Cold feet. Your hands are shaking as you ask if it's really me there. You don't even recognize me. So, why do I care? You appologize, but the diction is slurred. The meaning is blurred. I can't breathe near you. Still, I can't bring myself to leave you. So, I kiss your cheek and tell you that I know. I also know that yo won' remember a confession of love to me, Your "saving grace sent from above," so I pretend not to hear. I hold back a tear, tuck you in bed. And remember the things that I should have said.

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Rereading conversations Remembering the past You love him You hate to say it I'm your metaphorical God You're depressed You want to go home You want to leave the town You already left You have to come back Life is rough Living as a misfit No one will understand Understand your depression Unless they have felt it Sadness for no reason Feeling like a freak Like a misfit Because of the way you feel Yet you have to appologize For the things they did They need to apologize to you For being an ignerent **** Expecting you to be happy When all you want to do is cry You thought you left this town Tear soaked bed Makeup smuged pillows Terrible memories Terrible mistakes Terrible guilt You thought you left it all behind But you didn't You have to be the stronger person Even though you're Breaking at the seams You aren't apologizing anymore For their ignorance They won't understand Just wanting to sleep Cry Cut Tear the skin off of their body The awkwardness The innocent watching You hate yourself And your feelings You want to go back to where you came from Leave this town Leave it a mystery if your coming back Ever Or never You're still stuck With the tear soaked bed And makeup smuged pillows You don't know if you can handle it I'm here I'm going to help you Help you through those terrible nights That, that I promise you will happen

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Feb 28, 2015

Feb 28, 2015 at 5:15 PM UTC

hopeless-wonderland

Misfits

Rereading conversations Remembering the past You love him You hate to say it I'm your metaphorical God You're depressed You want to go home You want to leave the town You already left You have to come back Life is rough Living as a misfit No one will understand Understand your depression Unless they have felt it Sadness for no reason Feeling like a freak Like a misfit Because of the way you feel Yet you have to appologize For the things they did They need to apologize to you For being an ignerent **** Expecting you to be happy When all you want to do is cry You thought you left this town Tear soaked bed Makeup smuged pillows Terrible memories Terrible mistakes Terrible guilt You thought you left it all behind But you didn't You have to be the stronger person Even though you're Breaking at the seams You aren't apologizing anymore For their ignorance They won't understand Just wanting to sleep Cry Cut Tear the skin off of their body The awkwardness The innocent watching You hate yourself And your feelings You want to go back to where you came from Leave this town Leave it a mystery if your coming back Ever Or never You're still stuck With the tear soaked bed And makeup smuged pillows You don't know if you can handle it I'm here I'm going to help you Help you through those terrible nights That, that I promise you will happen

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Sometimes I want to appologize for all the breaths I take that she can't. The sympathetic "it will get betters" always met by a blank stare and a disembodied voice screaming from somewhere deep in the room crying out WHEN? Do you ever think late at night that this can't be what God had instore for us. If so then what did her death teach us? That sorrowcomes wrapped in a beautiful, bright box. Dancing haphazardly on the heart strings of everyone it entrances, and opens like Pandora's box engulfing every single thing in it's wake. Leaving tear drops the size of oceans and broken dreams so sharp and jagged you could cut a smile across the plaster face of grief and SPIT out venomously the words "I'm fine."

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May 21, 2014

May 21, 2014 at 8:26 PM UTC

rambuncti0us

Goodbye poem

Sometimes I want to appologize for all the breaths I take that she can't. The sympathetic "it will get betters" always met by a blank stare and a disembodied voice screaming from somewhere deep in the room crying out WHEN? Do you ever think late at night that this can't be what God had instore for us. If so then what did her death teach us? That sorrowcomes wrapped in a beautiful, bright box. Dancing haphazardly on the heart strings of everyone it entrances, and opens like Pandora's box engulfing every single thing in it's wake. Leaving tear drops the size of oceans and broken dreams so sharp and jagged you could cut a smile across the plaster face of grief and SPIT out venomously the words "I'm fine."

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Welcome to my world. I appologize, It's crumbling down, Before my eyes. Another year passes, But I'm still barely scraping by. And now I'm forced to watch the candle drown, Before I can let out a cry. Life is nothing, Without love so real. Can you taste that sweet venom on my tongue. What you hold inside, Of your fragile life, Is misery. Chew all that you bite off, It pleases me. I envy tasting, The time we're wasting. How can I let you die? Your life is in my hands. I can't just watch you die. But I have to run away. There's some things that I can't face. Death means nothing, Without love so real. Can you taste that venom from my tongue? We all die. We all say goodbye, To the ones we love. How can I let you die? Your life is in my hands. I can't just watch you die. But I have to run away. There's some things that I can't face. I'll keep you in my heart. Never out of sight. (There's some things that I can't face.) I'll never watch you crawl, Down into the night. (There's some things that I can't face.) Why can't I let go of my past? I walked with one foot in the cemetary. Gray skies shadow every grove. I try, Because I can't let you free from your fate. Free from your faith. Free from your hate, Free from your chains. I'll keep you in my heart. Never out of sight. (There's some things that I can't face.) I'll never watch you crawl, Down into the night. (There's some things that I can't face.) Welcome to my world. I appologize it's crumbling down, Before my eyes. Before my eyes.

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Feb 14, 2011

Feb 14, 2011 at 4:23 PM UTC

phil-midnight

Before My Eyes

Welcome to my world. I appologize, It's crumbling down, Before my eyes. Another year passes, But I'm still barely scraping by. And now I'm forced to watch the candle drown, Before I can let out a cry. Life is nothing, Without love so real. Can you taste that sweet venom on my tongue. What you hold inside, Of your fragile life, Is misery. Chew all that you bite off, It pleases me. I envy tasting, The time we're wasting. How can I let you die? Your life is in my hands. I can't just watch you die. But I have to run away. There's some things that I can't face. Death means nothing, Without love so real. Can you taste that venom from my tongue? We all die. We all say goodbye, To the ones we love. How can I let you die? Your life is in my hands. I can't just watch you die. But I have to run away. There's some things that I can't face. I'll keep you in my heart. Never out of sight. (There's some things that I can't face.) I'll never watch you crawl, Down into the night. (There's some things that I can't face.) Why can't I let go of my past? I walked with one foot in the cemetary. Gray skies shadow every grove. I try, Because I can't let you free from your fate. Free from your faith. Free from your hate, Free from your chains. I'll keep you in my heart. Never out of sight. (There's some things that I can't face.) I'll never watch you crawl, Down into the night. (There's some things that I can't face.) Welcome to my world. I appologize it's crumbling down, Before my eyes. Before my eyes.

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I cannot explain The dullness that has invaded My tired brain. I don't know why I don't want to try To do the things I know I should. I can't be bothered With questions about The future About the world around me Because finding the answers Requires much more energy Than I have to offer. How do I learn How do I grow With this incessant Low hum Ringing throughout my body? There's no ignoring it. I'm a slave To my unnecessary pain. And I hate being too weak Too busy Too apathetic To fight this depression. All I can do is laugh And keep pushing, Hoping that one day I will wake up with the power To do something about The sadness that keeps me From everything I have yet to reach. For now, I'm so sorry That my anxiety And my sadness Make me stagnant In the face of truth. I'm so sorry That I feel the need to Appologize for the way I am. But the way I am Is not the way I want to be.

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Jan 3, 2017

Jan 3, 2017 at 5:53 PM UTC

lizzy15

Slower

I cannot explain The dullness that has invaded My tired brain. I don't know why I don't want to try To do the things I know I should. I can't be bothered With questions about The future About the world around me Because finding the answers Requires much more energy Than I have to offer. How do I learn How do I grow With this incessant Low hum Ringing throughout my body? There's no ignoring it. I'm a slave To my unnecessary pain. And I hate being too weak Too busy Too apathetic To fight this depression. All I can do is laugh And keep pushing, Hoping that one day I will wake up with the power To do something about The sadness that keeps me From everything I have yet to reach. For now, I'm so sorry That my anxiety And my sadness Make me stagnant In the face of truth. I'm so sorry That I feel the need to Appologize for the way I am. But the way I am Is not the way I want to be.

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I am underwater how do I chase? Please forgive my blockings being unfollowed saddens me I am only human make mistakes Trying to understand your poetry without seeing your face as the mirrors fogs I pushed to defog and unmask I am a realist in attitude vission depiction is hard to do seeing across the cyber space cold computer screen with clarity is exausting however fun I guess I lost it forgive me what I searched for desperatly to find and hungrily devour has found me instead the final blow was executed bittersweet the object of my obsession has withdrown a sacred tree tored in half I remain changed wiser a crying sorrowful nymph bent fallen in this battlefield arena my world in shambles remains my sacred tree unreachable is I struggle to breath as I come up for a little fresh air and a mighty hand pushes me down down under water again and again I appologize have mercy on my soul beloved loyal reader how much more wiser thou art I hope whats on the other side is better than on this mirrored life of mine. understand me please I pleed that I may gather strenght before I go hence and be no more ~~~~~~~~~~~~ By: Karijinbbs

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Aug 27, 2019

Aug 27, 2019 at 1:27 PM UTC

karijinbba

Under water

I am underwater how do I chase? Please forgive my blockings being unfollowed saddens me I am only human make mistakes Trying to understand your poetry without seeing your face as the mirrors fogs I pushed to defog and unmask I am a realist in attitude vission depiction is hard to do seeing across the cyber space cold computer screen with clarity is exausting however fun I guess I lost it forgive me what I searched for desperatly to find and hungrily devour has found me instead the final blow was executed bittersweet the object of my obsession has withdrown a sacred tree tored in half I remain changed wiser a crying sorrowful nymph bent fallen in this battlefield arena my world in shambles remains my sacred tree unreachable is I struggle to breath as I come up for a little fresh air and a mighty hand pushes me down down under water again and again I appologize have mercy on my soul beloved loyal reader how much more wiser thou art I hope whats on the other side is better than on this mirrored life of mine. understand me please I pleed that I may gather strenght before I go hence and be no more ~~~~~~~~~~~~ By: Karijinbbs

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I think of you each night How silly of me To breath deeply in the memories Enough to get me high And as I float in disbelief I crash in to my wonderwall Did you hope that I would crash? Did you know that I would burn? With want and need And with the prideful shame Of knowing I could make you feel Did you know each time I read your words I sit down just to breath To ease away the feelings That want to ruin our cotton flirtation But cotton burns And i'm setting it on fire With my strategy of crash and burn Because I will wish away the pain of time And I will cry for our circumstance But I will never appologize for wanting you

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Aug 9, 2013

Aug 9, 2013 at 4:49 PM UTC

devon-3

You

I think of you each night How silly of me To breath deeply in the memories Enough to get me high And as I float in disbelief I crash in to my wonderwall Did you hope that I would crash? Did you know that I would burn? With want and need And with the prideful shame Of knowing I could make you feel Did you know each time I read your words I sit down just to breath To ease away the feelings That want to ruin our cotton flirtation But cotton burns And i'm setting it on fire With my strategy of crash and burn Because I will wish away the pain of time And I will cry for our circumstance But I will never appologize for wanting you

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listen. i can’t tell you how to live, how to care and/ or give, or say its fair, that you don’t share time on anyone but yourself you live life on a shelf, i’m bound to break trusting you was a mistake from every time you fake you put it all at stake you cannot compensate your actions deviate beyond the paved road making otbers carry the load your huge ego you push them below won’t let them go you think you put on a show you mock the cleaning crew they claim that you’ll rue the day you wreck them reject them neglect them they bide their hate to condemn your fate you will be sent underground to not be found not a sound even a choice of your own accord not one word can appologize or synthesize forgiveness from carelessness you’re destined to a volatile state i have spoken your fate --JacobDexterCoffey--

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Nov 22, 2013

Nov 22, 2013 at 8:01 AM UTC

jacob-dexter-coffey

Listen.

listen. i can’t tell you how to live, how to care and/ or give, or say its fair, that you don’t share time on anyone but yourself you live life on a shelf, i’m bound to break trusting you was a mistake from every time you fake you put it all at stake you cannot compensate your actions deviate beyond the paved road making otbers carry the load your huge ego you push them below won’t let them go you think you put on a show you mock the cleaning crew they claim that you’ll rue the day you wreck them reject them neglect them they bide their hate to condemn your fate you will be sent underground to not be found not a sound even a choice of your own accord not one word can appologize or synthesize forgiveness from carelessness you’re destined to a volatile state i have spoken your fate --JacobDexterCoffey--

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These words, they poured from your eyes... I couldn't take back the lies, i couldnt appologize… These unspoken feelings you held inside Fell silently to the ground, as you cried... This pain, It streams down your face... All the hurt your heart couldn't erase… I hang my head, feeling the shame... I hate knowing that I made you feel this way... All of the emotion and all of the scars... Every goodbye and every sharp remark... Like razors in the wind... Cutting every last heart-string you held within… Now I see the sorrow your eyes shed... Now I see the words you left unsaid... Now I truly understand this mess... Tears are the words the heart can't express…

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Apr 16, 2015

Apr 16, 2015 at 1:21 AM UTC

brandon-k-stephenson

"Razors In The Wind"

These words, they poured from your eyes... I couldn't take back the lies, i couldnt appologize… These unspoken feelings you held inside Fell silently to the ground, as you cried... This pain, It streams down your face... All the hurt your heart couldn't erase… I hang my head, feeling the shame... I hate knowing that I made you feel this way... All of the emotion and all of the scars... Every goodbye and every sharp remark... Like razors in the wind... Cutting every last heart-string you held within… Now I see the sorrow your eyes shed... Now I see the words you left unsaid... Now I truly understand this mess... Tears are the words the heart can't express…

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if I ever told you I love you then I appologize for what I said it's better to have the truth now then to have false security instead of what you really want and if I told you I cared then I'm sorry it really wasn't what I intended and if I could take it all back I think I would leave it just the same I think I like the way it turned out the way we always end up together and if you think I lied to you then i'm sorry you believed me when I must have said I love you and I'm sorry you thought I felt beyond the kisses I really didn't ever mean to let you feel that what you found in my touch was real but you dove in too quick to realize and then you tried to explain lust I don't understand what you thought you made exist in me and I'm very sorry you thought I cared and I appologize for what I must have said when you thought I meant I loved you

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Apr 26, 2012

Apr 26, 2012 at 3:22 PM UTC

brandon-barnett

LETTER IN A BOTTLE

if I ever told you I love you then I appologize for what I said it's better to have the truth now then to have false security instead of what you really want and if I told you I cared then I'm sorry it really wasn't what I intended and if I could take it all back I think I would leave it just the same I think I like the way it turned out the way we always end up together and if you think I lied to you then i'm sorry you believed me when I must have said I love you and I'm sorry you thought I felt beyond the kisses I really didn't ever mean to let you feel that what you found in my touch was real but you dove in too quick to realize and then you tried to explain lust I don't understand what you thought you made exist in me and I'm very sorry you thought I cared and I appologize for what I must have said when you thought I meant I loved you

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I live in a state where the girls are not gay but the culture is Where my boy only tells you he loves you when it's convenient When your i love you's are only true if they come with the gift of your body I live someplace where the women do not bloom often The girls have guilty minds from putting dainty things on display while men find joy in plucking them but we do not tell dad That nice man is giving girl attention She asks her self if this is love Little girls are too little and too big too They tell you let your mind grow but dont let your bodies move Girls who are tight with mature minds are for men who lack depth Who have bottle caps for heads cause there's no water room Shave your ***** cause he wants you too Plus your legs cause he wants those smooth Say "please" and "thank you" Pretty girls gotta be polite Say "I'm sorry." cause existing upsets the balance of their breathing If you woulda been sweeter you coulda saved yourslef another breakdown "But i love him." say "Im sorry Sorry. Sorry! sorry..." I appologize.

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May 13, 2018

May 13, 2018 at 11:36 PM UTC

Prettygirl

Say

I live in a state where the girls are not gay but the culture is Where my boy only tells you he loves you when it's convenient When your i love you's are only true if they come with the gift of your body I live someplace where the women do not bloom often The girls have guilty minds from putting dainty things on display while men find joy in plucking them but we do not tell dad That nice man is giving girl attention She asks her self if this is love Little girls are too little and too big too They tell you let your mind grow but dont let your bodies move Girls who are tight with mature minds are for men who lack depth Who have bottle caps for heads cause there's no water room Shave your ***** cause he wants you too Plus your legs cause he wants those smooth Say "please" and "thank you" Pretty girls gotta be polite Say "I'm sorry." cause existing upsets the balance of their breathing If you woulda been sweeter you coulda saved yourslef another breakdown "But i love him." say "Im sorry Sorry. Sorry! sorry..." I appologize.

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