Apologies being wasted on those who refuse to forgive,
holding an abusive hardness within their cold and icy
hearts.
Never letting it melt or thaw out, looking away from a
confessional, refusing to admit that they did anything
wrong.
No telling how long they will separate themselves from
a friend for illogical jealousy filling them inside.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Logical or illogical, give it away now! Some people just simmer with resentment about perceived wrongs for eons. It will kill only them in the end. But I know how the constant haranguing can become unbearable. Very nice way to put what I was thinking about my ex-husband into words. lol. Thank you! ! ! Love it.