Finally, I Apologise
Those old colours warm, memories so soft
Now ghosted opaque tangled display
Images that filled memorable searched thought
Now quickened footsteps that fast fade away
An unforgotten touch, soft the whispering voice
That soothed this dark and troubled mind
I buried beneath such hurtful words,
Words often spat midst troubled times
Now as lifetime I review, such is pitiful déjà vu,
The re-occurrence of self-destructive mistakes
The rape of a soul shedding tears beyond count
Absorbed to crown my growing wake
Dominant views that so painfully drained
The life, the hope, the love of another
Abandoned minds left scattered so far behind
too many I have left the broken ex-lover
Amidst hurtful chaos, actions meaningless a plenty
Without thought I gave and so readily supplied
This was our time and for this and much more
In self-imposed isolation, alone, I choose to cry
I took without thought, consequence seemed naught
Addicted to shaded bipolar skies
But with passing of years and the flood of caused tears
Finally … I apologise
Copyright © Stephen Thom | Year Posted 2015
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