For that, I'm sorry
an inverse poem
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
**Studying Modern Journalism NYU **
Student @ American Writers & Artists Institute
Project: The diary of an emo Latina (2025)
Content and freelance creator
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Comments (10)
Well-wrought! Ultimately, the way out is through, whether we like it or not...
Thank you everyone! Yes, reading it both ways shows the harm on both parts. The first way is them causing it, and the inverse way is the view of “ me” causing it on them. And for both, I’m sorry.
Nicely done, Natasha, even though I do believe I'm totally to blame. I'm not sure for what, but I'm sure there's something.
Both gripping and gutting. An incredible inversion!
Whoaaaa, this was so intense both forwards and in reverse! I loved the self indulgence and self harm part. Brilliant poem!
sad, but beautiful amends
There is much truth in this. Beautifully written!!!
Beautifully written!
Another wonderful piece Natasha!
Sad but beautifully written.