APOLOGY

All I want to do is cut
Cut so deep, that
It never does heal
I have the blade
But not the guts
I apologize my love
For torturing you, hurting you
I am sorry for being
The person I am
I am sorry for not being
The happy friend you want me to be
I am sorry my dear
For never being able to smile
And I am sorry
For being me, just me
I’m trying really hard to die
But the devil directs death
and decides to evades those
Who are marked with cuts and bruises
So forgive me if you can
Or punish me if you must
Whatever makes you happy
So smile, the my kinda smile
Smile the way, I can say
You are mine




Comments

  1. Unknown4 June 2016 at 08:29

    As she cuts, the blood does not apologise for leaving... Or being red and beautiful... And she loves it... The way i love you.

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  2. Unknown5 June 2016 at 21:37

    but she apologizes to the blood for forcing it to leak.... just like i apologize to you......

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