Good People Do Shit Things When They’re Hurting | I Know because This Is an Apology

I wish instead of getting out of bed I hadn’t wound up drunk again,
and so I never would’ve said the things I said,
and never made him listen to that poem that I read,
never would’ve gone looking in the garbage bin of years ago and way back when,
never would’ve wondered why no one saw me breaking open back then,
never would’ve screamed that he’s a liar when he said he loves me I’ll bet,
I wish instead I had just stayed in bed.

But then I never would’ve found hope in the faith of my best friend after a night spent bent over, begging God for the end.

I know I ruined my birthday, and I wish it had gone better.
But since now you’ve seen my broken pieces, can you help put me back together?

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