Jul 25, 2017 · 1 min read
I’m sorry for what I’ve done,
the hurt and pain I put you through
the sad moments that I have made
painful trials I brought to you.
Sorry for all the things I’ve said,
hurtful statements that tore your heart
Wounding words I made you fed,
Expired paints on broken arts.
Sorry for the times we shared,
For I have ignored all of it
Times when you held my hand,
and I just let go of it.
Word sharper than a knife,
sliced your heart into two
Burning things that I have done,
Burned your love through and through.
By Allen Ezra B. Samonte
This is a Poem I have made for people that I have hurt. Hope you Understand the meaning. Thank you very much.