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Terrible Things
by Wayne TateI've done things;
terrible things.
I have done what I have done
and my remorse will neither
console nor heal you.
No, this is not an appeal.
You do far more harm to yourself
than I could ever hope to do to you,
if I asked you to forgive me
Please, do not give me permission
to hurt you all over again
and this time,
allow me to relish it.
You are far stronger
than I could ever hope to be
and your charming naivete,
as always, alarms me.
No... will not asking you to forgive me.
Instead I will say,
farewell,
I wish you no harm,
especially from me. 07/02/2011 Posted on 07/03/2011
Copyright © 2025 Wayne Tate
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Sarah Wolf on 07/03/11 at 10:08 PM Very thought provoking. The nakedness combined with a hint of unconscious denial in view is what makes it good. Nice write. |
| Posted by Mo Couts on 07/04/11 at 03:30 AM Interesting and thought provoking! |
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