I fucked up
I tried to make things right
So many times
And then all over again
I thought that if I was perfect I could make up for my unforgiveable sin
The sin of not seeing you
Not believing that you could be the one for me
The one my soul could trust in
But yes yesterday's gone
But where does that leave me
Living amongst a hasty sacrifice that means nothing
Believing that my suffering would someday save me
I tried to make things right
So many times
And then all over again
I thought that if I was perfect I could make up for my unforgiveable sin
The sin of not seeing you
Not believing that you could be the one for me
The one my soul could trust in
But yes yesterday's gone
But where does that leave me
Living amongst a hasty sacrifice that means nothing
Believing that my suffering would someday save me
Author notes
The greatest lover of my life committed suicide, now over 6 years ago, I still find it really hard to forget and forgive myself, my poems allow me a much needed release and stage to vent my regret and pain, I hope people can relate and gather a respect for the consequences of personal chioces on other people and loved ones.
Comments
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I am very sorry this happened
Your poem here shows such love and compassion and I am so sorry this happened . I hope in time you will regain the happiness once again and find your way through this I truly do



