I am sorryA Story by RisenA writing on lost love
I am the patient that walks the streets at dark,
chased by all the thoughts of all i have never done. i am the rain that drenches you on your way, with problems and pains that always ruined the day. i am the end product of a recipe to blame. living of pieces of dreams you've thrown away. i am the stranger in the street you evade, laughing with your friends while you turn away in shame. I am the sorrow that hits you late at night, the anger that pushes you on towards that fight. i am all the reasons that you will forever be, hopeful you will never meet anyone like me. im sorry for living in this selfish way,saying so little when i could clearly see you fade. knowing you were drowning in all of my own tears, but i needed you here to save me from my own fears. Now i know i have made all of the mistakes,and now i know that its already too late. when i leave this earth i could finally decide,there is no one else to blame but my own selfish pride. I am all the sorrow and all the blame,forever yours,i am all that remains.
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AuthorRisenEast London, Eastern Cape, South AfricaAbouthttp://www.newperspectivestudio.co.za/ more..Writing
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