Apology
As dirty as I am,
you see a clean slate.
You know my past.
I redirect my convictions to
your former actions.
I’m dark, twisted, and foul.
It lives deep inside me.
Yet I reflect my foul perspective
to your life.
The life you once knew.
The life you say doesn’t compare to
a double standard.
My remorse is your pain.
Your pain is my hunger for more.
Then my present comes to pass.
My dark and twisted self leaves
my emotional state of mind.
I’m sorry.
Please login or register
You must be logged in or register a new account in order to
Login or Registerleave comments/feedback and rate this poem.