To My Mother - Poem by Ashley Perkins
To my mother who I hurt so bad, I’m too ashamed and sorry,
now I’m always sad.
I’m writing this to let you know exactly how I feel,
and I’m hoping in time both of our hearts can heal.
There’s no excuse for what I’ve done,
There’s no reason,
I cant begin to express how truly sorry I am,
but I want you to know that I can no longer lend a helping hand.
I made the biggest mistake in my life, but how do I take it back?
It hurts like a sharp knife.
I don’t know how much pain we put you through,
and what you must have felt,
but I want you to know every time I think of it my heart seams to melt.
If I could, I’d go back to that day and take it back,
just like I should. I cannot look at you the same, and I’m so sorry for that,
I treated you like nothing,
just like a door mat.
Nobody deserves what I did to you, I have horrible depressions that come along with a lot of issues.
I WILL NEVER HURT YOU AGAIN, in any way shape or form,
I will forever and always be torn.
Mom I am truly madly deeply sorry for everything I’ve caused you,
I had a feeling this day was coming,
I just knew.
How I can I say I love you for you to believe me?
I’m sorry and I love you, is that enough proof?
I don’t think it is, because nothing I say or do,
can change what I’ve done to you.
I’m moving forward with my life, somewhere other then here,
but before I head off, I love you,
and in my heart ill always hold u near.
Comments about To My Mother by Ashley Perkins
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
- Still I RiseMaya Angelou
- The Road Not TakenRobert Frost
- If You Forget MePablo Neruda
- DreamsLangston Hughes
- Annabel LeeEdgar Allan Poe
- IfRudyard Kipling
- Stopping By Woods On A Snowy EveningRobert Frost
- TelevisionRoald Dahl
- Do Not Stand At My Grave And WeepMary Elizabeth Frye
- I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love YouPablo Neruda