My Mom Never Taught Me How to Apologize
A Poem
By functional junkiePublished 5 years ago • 1 min read
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I learnt that the lump in my throat
Was a ball of all the words I didn't say
The I love yous I swallowed
I put all the I miss yous under my pillow
And the love poems I wrote you
I hid them in my heart
I put thank yous in my piggy bank
And the apologies are in my back pocket
My solar plexus cries
Yearning for me to release the butterflies in my stomach
Ma, why can you never say you're sorry?
Now I cant even say I love you
Without feeling misplaced in my body
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functional junkie
art, poetry and 9am shots.
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