Has any one person not made some mistake?
Caused some irredeemable heartache?
I have harmed you hopelessly, foolishly,
Hurt you beyond anyway I could comprehend,
But I am sorry, guilt-ridden, conscience-stricken.
It’s not like Elton sings,
Sorry is not the hardest word,
When sincerity screams, shouts, shrieks,
With a limitless sorrowing cry,
Yet, it’s the hardest word to hear
And heart breaking to accept.
All I am now is unendingly repentant,
These are all I can be, because you
Will never forgive me.
Poem © Phen Weston