Apologies won't bring back the dead

But that won't keep me from saying them.

i'm sorry, that i didn't notice, even though i did, and that there are so many pills and knives  and sadness that i never told you that you were perfect enough and that i can't give you anything not even flowers and that when you'd reach out i never took your hand or held you because i was too ignorant too stubborn and part of me still is, waiting for your reply i can't bring myself to accept that you won't even though it's been a year maybe more and in the end  i can't even write you a poem and it's too late anyway because apologies don't bring back the dead.

Reviews

[zaisham9393]

This is my greatest fear. Like if you love someone, but you never express how you feel, and they are always there for you and you never even try to understand how they feel and what they are going through, out of selfishness or your inflated ego, you take them for granted and when they leave you forever, finally, you open your eyes but it’s too late to realize because all that’s left now is sadness and regret and no going back.

[Ted Kniffen]

A lovely poem, JOY. So much regret built into this that it can be felt, like a soft sigh at noon. Good write

[Dr. YumnaKay]

This is such a heart-touching composition! Apologies really don't bring back the dead. It is true indeed.

[JOY]

Ahh, thank you so much! it makes me really happy that you liked it.

[Dr. YumnaKay]

You are welcome! The pleasure was mine :)