If only Iíve not said anything,
Things might still be the same as before.
Yet now that Iíve revealed the truth,
I canít help but feel everythingís my fault.
I took a chance and risked it all,
Bared my heart and soul to you.
Confided in you my darkest secrets,
Simply hoping to stop you from being hurt.
Yet now Iíve hurt not only myself,
Iíve hurt you and hurt him too.
I feel so terribly bad deep within,
Yet I do not regret telling you the truth.
Please I beg you donít succumb,
Or itíll be too late for regrets.
Your hurt will heal after awhile,
And so will his cause he never was true.
I merely did what I felt I had to do,
But why does my heart still hurt so?
If what I did was right and not wrong,
Then why do I feel the pain suffocating me still?
Comments on this poem/writing:
|BabyGirl (220.127.116.11) -- Wednesday, January 5 2005, 01:49 pm|
I randomly came upon this poem and it fit into something that has just happened to me. It was so hard to tell the truth and although it was the right thing It still hurts knowing it came out of my mouth. Your words are true.
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