Promise

If I say sorry, would it change a thing?
Or would it just make things worse again?
I don't want it to be like this,
I never intended for my feelings to
Go that far,
Nor did I ever anticipate that you
Would ask me to let it all out,
I'm sorry never truly got the real
Message through,
It's all because of you,
I've gone and promised myself again,
That I'd never get mixed up in
This mess again,
Yet here I am, In the middle of a battlefield,
Dodging all of my insecurities,
I've fought with myself for so long,
Now I'm here again, reloading the cannon,
Only for the fuse to be too short,
I've gone and burned myself again,
All of this mincing of words
That I Find myself doing,
I'm only burning myself yet again,
I've gone and promised myself
Something again,
This time it'll all come out.
I can promise you that,
I can promise myself that,
I will tuck away the hesitative fear.
~Kaitlin Platti~