For that, I'm sorry
an inverse poem
By Natasha CollazoPublished 3 years ago • Updated 3 years ago • 1 min read
Photo by Cesar Wild on Unsplash
It was never really your fault,
hurt people hurt people
its a malignant cycle of love that spoils
after some time,
Because you handed me the blade
crumbling into a pile of bitter bones, bleeding out
harm, turns a wet heart into stone
and clogging the arteries with self
indulgence,
harming others through a series of wrong conclusions
passed down to you and how
such bitterness can be the result of incapacitating love
and for that
I'm sorry,
and for that
together, we hurt
About the Creator
Natasha Collazo
Selected Writer in Residency, Champagne France ---2026
The Diary of an emo Latina OUT NOW
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