Sorry Poem by M. A Heathcote

It was my mistake; you've heard the story.
How many promises end with I'm sorry?
It won't happen again; it was my fault.
And then often ends in common assault.
I'm sorry I gambled away our money.
I'm sorry; I'll pay back every penny.
I know she was persona non grata.
But she was like Nabokov's Lolita.
And my hormones got the better of me.

I'm sorry, I do love you, my sweet.
I'm sorry, so I messed up our finances.
I'll pay back those loans, yes, and no more chances.
I'm sorry I broke your heart, love; trust me.
I'm sorry I acted cruelly and was beastly.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I swear, I'll change.
I've learnt my lesson; please, please don't act strange.
I know I've been foolish, but that's the past.
Anyway, you're the reason I get slashed.