I know I did much wrong in the past,
I know of the hurt I’d caused many
That had crossed my angry path,
And in shame I fall silent, as I linger back,
Linger back to a time when I was younger,
And prone to evoke such verbal attack,
And in guilt I hang: a pitiful weight,
So wishing I could return with a mind
In such a better, amicable state.
But we cannot change what has past.
It is written, set in stone to irrevocably last,
And there is nothing more that I can do,
Nothing more that I can say,
There is no forgiveness, nor words that can sway,
As the cloud that hangs above me turns an even
Darker, shade of grey.
I know I did much wrong in the past,
It’s ran its course, I mustn’t look back.
I can never return to the hearts of those hurt,
So in exile I’ll go forth and try,
Never to be that person; never lie,
And in humility I’ll live and say goodbye,
To everything I once was, to everything sly,
And welcome the person that I’d once so denied.
Amy Gerrard
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/looking-back-at-wrong-things-done/
