When I Was Hurting

An apology

I’m sorry to all the people
I hurt while I was hurting.
I know my skin
felt like shards of glass,
and no one could get close
enough to touch me. 
My fingernails were caked with blood, 
and I am so sorry
that I don’t know whose it was.
I am sorry to those I broke
with my razor words,
they were my own regrets.
They were used to cut open
my own insecurities
when I thought I had run out.
I was lost
in a forest of my own doubt,
the trees were too dense
to believe
in myself. 
The only way to find my place
was with a paper cut trail
leading to my home of denial.
My brain was shreds of late reports 
and missed deadlines,
and I was just an inkblot of a person,
all I could see was my own skeleton in the pages.
I do not know how to send this apology
without it soaked in my tears,
but I am sorry,
I
am 
so 
s o r r y

Reviews

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

totally gobsmacked, love this to bits you have done well my friend, this is so accurate, such a great poem. I especially love the wording how you describe each thing being sorry for eg shards of glass etc etc,
However my fav words in this stand out ""And i was just an inkblot of a person""
How fantastic these words are the whole poem in fact,!!!!
thanks for entry into my competition, good luck

[Amanda Trerotola]

I can truly relate to this. Well done!

[Dara]

Beautiful, very accurate too. I very well can relate to this,I once walked in those shoes,still do,sometimes. Healing always comes with time...

[Levi Levin]

The road to recovery begins with what you have said. You did a great job with the piece!

[Ally Ann]

Thank you very much!

[Levi Levin]

Your welcome.

[Correspondence]

I can relate to this completely. Sometimes anger or sadness obscures your ability to see others trying to help , which can cause things that should have been left unsaid, said.

[Ally Ann]

Absolutely, when these emotions happen it is hard to see beyond your own problems, which can lead to situations that you wish never happened.

[Onlyme]

Aw sweetheart, this is so moving, beautiful projected and so heartfelt. To speak out. And say sorry, really is the hardest word to say sometimes. To others out loud. Bravo for sharing your heart with us all on a plate. Hugs.

[Ally Ann]

Sorry is something I have had trouble with in the past, either saying it too much or too little. As I have grown up, I understand the word much more and this poem is a tribute to the times I could not muster up the strength or courage to say it.

[Onlyme]

Well this truly is a profound tribute.☺