Accepting the Consequences

He lays awake at night holding tight to his regrets,

Knowing he has done a loved one wrong,

He made decisions that caused immeasurable pain,

And now he feels he has nowhere he does belong.

**

He pushed when he should have held tight,

His selfishness got in the way of that which was right,

To escalate he allowed his stubbornness its way,

Hence why he now struggles to sleep at night.

**

He wraps his days in fascinating distractions,

Hoping to ward off the pain that he knows he deserves,

Twisting his mind far from the memories,

Busyness his ultimatum, the way he preserves.

**

He ponders how to fix his mistake,

Knowing forgiveness is not his for the taking,

He broke someone he professed to adore,

And now he lives within his own making.

**

He pretends he wasn’t the one at fault,

Until the darkness descends, then he accepts his part,

Knowing he was wrong, he allowed his narcissism to rule,

And to now correct things, he doesn’t know where to start.

**

He sits and writes his feelings with blatant honesty,

And rides the crescendo of guilt and shame,

Until he decides to live in his truth,

And apologise for the mess in which he is to blame.

**

He reaches a hand across the miles,

Hoping to build a bridge back to the past,

Finding an empty space where memories once lived,

Until he finally feels another hand at last.

**

Can he fill the cracks that he ripped apart?

Can he make amends for his foolish mistake?

He doesn’t know, but he’s willing to try,

And he’ll put in every effort that he feels it will take.

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