Im sorry
I feel so gulity
I shouldn't have done it
It was my mistakes but it doesnt matter anymore.
I can't turn back time when everything was fine.
I can feel the hatered coming off you when i am near.
I want to go and enter hell because of what i did but
Seeing you avoid me is my hell
Its my torture and punishment
Im sorry and I'll keep saying it
But i know you'll never forgive me.
It pains me to know that
I know for a fact whatever i do
Nothing can change
This gulity would be
the death of me
So once again
Im sorry
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Poems
PoesíaFeelings being typed on to paper. How you feel can make you think about different things. Which feeling do we share in common?
