When Big Words Die Poem by Evangelos Kyritsis

When all the big words die
When poems no longer make sense
When you go back to that July
And the night of my big offence.

That night i let my bitterness
To get the best of me
Sorry would make no difference
After that outbreak in the sea.

That outbreak of a coward
Maybe my cry for help
When I was overpowered
By everything I felt.

That honest, ugly moment
Was followed by regret
Cause I treated as opponent
The greatest girl I'd ever met.

So when the big words die
And a sorry is not enough
Forgive your faithful ally
For you, I fight to grow up.