by. Bryana Saldana Dear 12 year old me, I’m sorry you could not love yourself deep enough to make the scars disappear I’m sorry you allowed people inside of you without an introduction I’m sorry you had to throw away blood stained sheets and everything you were before that day I’m sorry you hated your mother for loving others I’m sorry trepidation blocked the light within your soul I’m sorry, sorry is all I have for you I’m saying sorry as if I could wish that pain out of you Don’t leave any unlocked doors You wouldn’t spend forever on the run On the run from warm love that could have filled your cold heart Always looking behind to make sure no knives made a place for themselves in you 23 now and trying to let go of that 12 year old soul.
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