"unworhtiness" poems
My love
I'm sorry that we never got to meet.
I am to blame for that.
I was so afraid of the outcome and how people would take it.
I regret doing anything to harm you.
You were the definition of pure.
You hadn't yet be exposed to the toxins that walk this earth.
I was the only toxin you knew of
And it was i that ended your life.
I'm so sorry.
There are so many things that I wish I could have done with you.
I wanted to hold you and feel you grasp onto me.
I wanted to be the one to stop you from crying.
To comfort you.
To nurture you.
To love you.
I never got the chance to look into you eyes and see you looking back.
To hear you say your first words or see you take your first steps.
Just the thought of seeing you run around and the way your curls may have bounced.
It is all a figment of my imagination.
Something that could have been reality but was not.
That reality was taken with the slightest thought of unworhtiness.
Oct 19, 2018
Oct 19, 2018 at 3:57 PM UTC