in poetry

My Mistakes

I am confused,

Is my love forlorn?

Every step I take,

I make a mistake.

Every word I say,

it causes dismay.

Outside it rains,

but inside it only pains.

My tears turn back on me,

Even they believe its not meant to be.

I don’t know how to react,

In what way to act.

I hope its not,

My final fault.

That I may correct,

my mistakes and inject

that love so true,

back in me and you

By my heart I swear,

to let you know, I care…

What do you think?

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