terça-feira, 6 de maio de 2014

Regret

As long as I hurt
I'll hurt the nearest.
I may try to stop
by just holding back.
We know it won't work
and you'll resent me like hell.

My apologies are heartfelt,
though with little effect.
I try to soothe my conscience,
but I can't heal your pain.
I do realize
I'm most to blame here.

I'll stop begging for crumbs
of love and attention.
Crawl to a quiet cave.
Attend to my own wounds.
I want to thank you for the ride.
Hope I didn't scar you for life.

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