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A Year Away From Home

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry I lied.

To my friends, to my family...

To myself.

I'm sorry for the months I cried.

I'm sorry for the night I threw up

from too much beer on the Superbowl.

I'm sorry I chose friends who didn't give a shit.

I'm sorry I let other people make me feel small.

I'm sorry for all the money I wasted.

Freedom...I just wanted to taste it.

Most of all, I'm sorry for letting my life get so far off track.

I'm sorry for the year I'll never get back.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

If you guys look at some earlier post from 2013, you might notice they are kinda depressing.  At the time, I wasn't aware of it, I was depressed.  This is a poem about a year from hell.   There is a footnote to this poem that reflects my current mental state.  

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last updated 3 February 2014 - 12:53am
©27 December 2013 - 6:53pm — Bleu-Beat
4 January 2014 - 1:16am — nightlight1220
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It's all part of life. It

It's all part of life. It isn't what has happened that matters. It is how you pick yourself up that does!!

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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."

"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "

 

4 January 2014 - 1:05am — allets
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A Year In Hell

May there be more good years than bad ones in your life! - the eternal optimist.. Practice smiling in the mirror, then take that baby out for a stroll in public. If you change, the world changes. Chalk it off to experience and be sorry for nothing. ~A~

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