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Rated: · Poetry · Teen · #1775072
A person is so afraid of being hurt that they end up hurting other.
You must understand my past, my dear,
because these are all the reasons for what has gotten us here.
I promised myself that it wouldn't happen again
and I had to keep my word this time so I signed it in pen.
You see, here, where my name is along the dotted line?
That was when I knew it was time
to protect my heart.
I didn't know that I had built a stone wall and know everything's fallen apart.

This wasn't how I planned for it to be.
I didn't mean to hurt you baby.
It's just that I was and still am, so afraid that someone will hurt me like before
and when real love comes my heart won't beat any more!
I've be scarred, deep,
but not where you can see.
No, sometimes its the things that no one can tell
that really hurts like hell.
My heart only had my brain to run to,
and by the time I had met you,
my brain had decided to defend my heart.
But it isn't working anymore, I've admitted that it's fallen apart.

God! This looks as if I'm making another excuse to you,
but I have a point to me, I do.
But its buried so far deep,
that I need you to stay with me.
Can you please, my love, please, stay here and find my clandestine fear?
Baby, I just need sincere love near.
You've stuck with me through it all.
I remember when I drowned my fears with liquor and could hardly stand tall,
but you dragged me to the car
and then took me to the hills and cradled me as you whispered, "Just look at the stars."
See, I remember that!
And that's why when I see all the pain I've caused, I just want to take it back!
You never were the cause but you were dealt the effect!
And now not only is my life terrible, but now yours is a wreck!

Baby, I'm tired, tired of running.
I'm leaving and then I'm coming.
It's starting to be child's play
and what if one day
you aren't there?
Who else cares?
No one, at least not like you.
I do care about you.
Baby you can have it all! You have take the house, the money, the Ferrari,
just as long as you know, that I'm so sorry.
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