Forgave
I sit legs crossed close my eyes and think
Tears come from the sides of my eyes
Dripping like the sink
Why did I do what I did I love him right
The pain of hurting him I hate feeling
I would rather lose my sight
But I did it I carved in the tree
And no it will never be the same
He says he loves and forgives me but he's worried
And I know my actions are to blame
How could he forgive me
I know I begged
But why would you forgive me
I sometime want to say
This poem is about:
Me
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