Treasure Island

Steven Elsner

(08-02-93 / St. Claire Shores)

Apologize


I apologize
Please, just look me in the eyes
It's like every tear I make you shed
I want to put a bullet in my head

Every time we fight
I get filled with fright
Because I don't want to do something dumb
Gosh, so much fighting my heart's goin' numb

You're just trying to be there
I wish I didn't have to be here
To make you shed that tear
Hey, I love you and I really care

Submitted: Thursday, June 24, 2010

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  • Miranda Van Yperen (6/25/2010 12:41:00 AM)

    oh.... wow..... thats a wonderful poem... well writen, and very meaningful.... it... I don't know, but it was just amazing! i am seriously speachless! :) (Report) Reply

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