I’m sorry


I am sorry

for I know what will come to be

you will slowly tear my heart

and eventually

the pain of the shredding

will make me run away

to save myself from the pain

and you will be shamed

and worried

and wonder why you did it.

Then one day

quite without your knowledge

your heart will tear

and the pain of the shredding

will make you cry out

and you will wonder

why it is hurting you so very badly.

You will wonder why you are pacing

why the things you once found so pleasing

have no thrill or joy

you will wonder what your problem is

why you cannot concentrate

and then one day

quite by accident

you will happen upon some bit of me

left behind

and your heart will tear

and you will know

you will know

you will know

that what you had

you valued cheaply

never realizing

it was your own love

you were devaluing.

and you will know

you will know

you will know

that the shame you felt

was for your own betrayal

of your own heart

mocking you.

Published by Bexley Benton. (Pen name)

I am B (call me BB and I will gut you) I like daisies, books, and men who understand the wisdom of Kermit the Frog.

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