Sorry Doesn't

[Elassa]

Sorry doesn't fix anything
Trust me, I know
It doesn't matter what you think
The meaning will never stow
Away in my heart

There are too many holes
That your words slip though
The words are lies you can't control
Because you use them all the time
And my life has taken the toll

You screwed up my life
I hate you for that
You were so rude
Didn't even tip your hat
When you left

Sorry doesn't stop the tears
It doesn't close the wounds
It's worse than you feared.
My memory lasts
And everything seems clear

[twyrch]

Moving piece Saphyre... very touching and haunting...

Is there a story behind it? If you want to talk about it offline, that's fine too.

[Dred]

Wow. That is very moving and sad. A well written work. The topic sounds very painful. I'm truly sorry if you have been through the pain you describe.

[Elassa]

The pain I went through didn't have a sorry attached to it. BUt I've had people tell me sorry just to get off easy. That's why I don't even listen when people say they're sorry anymore.

[Dred]

Wow. That is really horrible you've been in that position. I hope that you won't have that in the future and you'll be able to tell when people really mean it when they say sorry.

[Elassa]

Yeah, it's not so bad though. I don't cry when I smell Old Spice anymore.

[Dred]

That's good at least. The healing will take time. Trust in God to help you through it. My prayers are with you.

[Elassa]

I used to work at the mall and was on register at Chick-Fil-A when he randomly walked by. Luckily, I was going on my break. I walked in the back and grabbed Bethy. When I explained what was wrong, she wanted to jump the counter and hit him. If it had been her sister I was talking to, the guy would've been unconscious. I've been leaning on God a lot about it. I think I'm pretty okay about it now.

[Dred]

I'm glad you're doing better. You know you have friends here to help if you ever need it. *hugs*

[Elassa]

Thanks. *hugs back*