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a letter that was never sent

I am giving up on who I should have been,

a better person who never forgot

to remind you that I cared,,

remind you that I thought of you

even when it appeared I had not

ever let your ghost haunt me at night.

I can’t look back and feel okay about myself.

The way I talked,

the way I acted,

the way I thought I knew so much more than knowing.

I failed you.

I failed them all

and in doing so I lost it all.

I lost you.

I lost myself

in  the blur of losing

at a game I never even wanted to play;

and remembering now

, like this,


it feels like nails against my heart


as you once pressed your head to mine.

So I’m sorry

because I never know what to say.

I never did.

I still don’t

except I truly am sorry

from the depths of my tattered heart.

I did it all wrong

and I am giving up on who I am.


-Eva M.M.

-This poem is for somebody in particular but also as with all poems it is for anyone who feels this way towards somebody in their own life.

” Me and the pen, we are one. If its ink would cease to flow, my ink would cease to flow.”



I am the author of and am currently working on a book of poems. To find out more check out my about me page as well as my page about my blog and welcome to the ink angels community.

2 thoughts on “a letter that was never sent

    1. Thank you so much. This one in particular is one of those poems that is just me emptying myself of all that is drowning me. That is always the case but most of the time it ends up as a poem not directly and so bluntly about my own life.


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