What a mistake it was to think
that I could do anything that I wanted.
Repercussions. Retribution. Revelation.
Revealed.
Holding it inside, deceiving only myself,
and the guilt will swallow me.
Restitution seems far from real
for I can never undo my horrid deeds.
How can I atone and make amends for everything now?
How can I repair? Words can never make it right again.
The worst part is knowing that everything changed.
The broken heart I should have saved.
I’m sorry.
Always…