I'm sitting here with an empty mind,
It's like my mind has resigned.
With a pencil in one of my hands,
I think about how no one understands.
My pain, and my pain alone.
The pain no one else feels.
And I can't help but wonder, 'Why?
Why can't you feel it too?'
'Would you believe me then?
And not question my thoughts?
Would you finally be able to say the words:
'I understand. It's okay I forgive you.'?'
I stare out my window at the swaying trees
I hear the Ice Cream man's bell
Ringing in the distance.
I look up at the clouds and see one thing:
Your disapproving face.
So, as I sit here,
Trying to down in words what has
Happened to me,
I finally get my courage
And I write down,
"Mom, about last night . . . "
Author notes
Something happened to me, October 16th, 2009, that I regret with all of my might. I don't know how to tell my parents about it. So, this is what I wish I had the strength to do . . .
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good poem.. btw, i will kick his ass too, but ky will probably do most of it
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Well hun
I read and re read, then saw your AN
We all make mistakes, those we live to regret.
Sorry is a words we say, but its not often enough...
To talk, clear the air, share whats bothering you is what is important now.
Things said will later be forgotten...
If something you truly regret is not verbally expressed, then again let it be known
The past can be laid to rest..
A poiniant poem
Take care sweetie
Julie x
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