dara.cv
07-22-2010, 01:01 AM
I dedicate this poem in memory of a moment that I will always regret with you. It divided what could have been between us, a rift i now can't bridge because of my shame. I am forever sorry, you are a wonderful person, a beautiful person that i hurt.
There are certain moments in my life,
that when I reflect upon them,
I wince at my past actions and words.
The pain that they inflicted cruelly and mercilessly in their cold bitter remorselessness.
It is hard to accept
that they were a glimpse into a deeper darker me.
A part of me I have subjected more to myself
than anyone else
but hurts most
when realized by others.
I wince at myself,
in fear
that this may not be but a part,
but the whole that is and true.
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There are certain moments in my life,
that when I reflect upon them,
I wince at my past actions and words.
The pain that they inflicted cruelly and mercilessly in their cold bitter remorselessness.
It is hard to accept
that they were a glimpse into a deeper darker me.
A part of me I have subjected more to myself
than anyone else
but hurts most
when realized by others.
I wince at myself,
in fear
that this may not be but a part,
but the whole that is and true.
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