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My Last Little Bits of An Apology

December 14, 2011
By BrokenWingsofVanityAndWax PLATINUM, Centennial, Colorado
BrokenWingsofVanityAndWax PLATINUM, Centennial, Colorado
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Favorite Quote:
I'm not too far from you, I can't wait to see you, again and again. Pick me up to the highest level, and lay me down once. I reach the clouds. I'm not a fiend, just persistent in my being. - Chelsea Grin Don't Ask Don't Tell

The secrets I hold are tearing me apart,
And to you, my last apology tries to say the things I hold inside.
Here is my apology never said aloud before...
I promised to be good,
but yet I keep getting in trouble.
I've tried to stop,
but I keep going deeper and deeper.
I've promised to look happy,
but the darkness keeps grabbing hold of me.
I tried to hold onto hope,
but I lost it once more.
I'm tired of fighting for nothing once more,
And I'm tired of all the lies.
And your hate will kill us all!
You're anger will be the downfall of us all.
I'm sorry for the friendship lost,
Maybe in one day you'll see it my way.
But for now,
This is my last apology never said before to you.

Said and written,
Apologies never say enough,
To say how I feel inside,
People said that it should pass with ease,
But the hole inside keeps growing wider and wider everyday.
The smile I held on my face,
Was not plastered unlike the others.
It was true that you made me shine;
Brought light into the darkness that ensnared me,
A smile of the hope that I needed so much,
But you're gone,
And this darkness threatens to entrap my heart once more again.
I know you won't read this,
But I'm sorry to say,
You've just lost your best friend.

Stares can hurt,
Words can burn,
But friendship unsoundly heals,
We; you and I; lost sight of that
And now the stares hurt more than they use to.
And the words burn like a fire raging a wooden forest,
Hungry for more.
This feeling you left,
Is rotting away the insides of my heart,
This feeling you left,
Rots me into bits.
I'm sorry we are no longer friends.
But maybe it is finally for the best.
The best for both.
May I finally be able to sleep for once,
After the burning of your anger slows into the ashes of a memory.
Then you will meet me again,
At the forefront of the war raging on.
Here to you; my last little bit of an apology.

The author's comments:
This is for a friend, that I will never see again, because of the hate that she holds inside.

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