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Forgive Me for Living

I sometimes forget to swallow my words,
  to stomp on my foot,
  and to croak like a bird.

Apologies tumble off my tongue,
  begging for forgiveness,
  though I deserve none.

My silly mind had forgotten its tune,
  the melodic melancholy,
  a violent croon.

Stagnant steps falter and break,
  as my tongue becomes tied,
  my throat beginning to ache.

Over eager tears race,
  My face overshadowed,
  With a horrid disgrace.

Ringing resonates in my head,
  The air light,
  My eyes puffy and red.

Reasons for my actions fall short,
  The excuses lingering,
  But deciding to abort.

You casually reach out,
  Asking “are you okay?”
  I apologize for the display.
Written by Koulouri
Published
Author's Note
I often over apologize. It makes me feel worse sometimes. Every now and then people get frustrated with my apologies and yell at me for them. They say I'm not bothering them, but its hard to tell. Sometimes people lie, especially when there is a screen between us.

I used a lot more "poetic" formalities in this one. It really took me back to high school haha

I think I would be over joyed if one of my poems ever got studied in a school. Having others scrutinize my work and figuring why I said what i said. Maybe I just think too much, because most people probably don't care. But I wish someone would annotate my poetry, find all the rhymes, oxymorons, and metaphors. Oh well.
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