Broken Record Apologies

A cycle of poems «Your Melody of Heartache»

Spinning round, the same refrain,
Words repeat but bring no change,
Worn-out lines that feel the same -
Broken record apologies claim.

Every phrase stuck on repeat,
Empty echoes, incomplete.

Broken record apologies,
Lost inside these memories,
Trying hard but never frees,
Caught beneath the same disease -
Broken record apologies.

We drift in circles, time stands still,
Saying sorry, but can’t heal,
Promises that never fill,
Sinking deep beneath the chill.

Every phrase stuck on repeat,
Empty echoes, incomplete.

Broken record apologies,
Lost inside these memories,
Trying hard but never frees,
Caught beneath the same disease -
Broken record apologies.

I hear the words, but feel the space,
A hollow tone, a fading face,
Caught between love’s tight embrace,
And silence filling every place.

If I could break this endless sound,
Rewrite remorse that’s spinning round,
Would you stay or leave unbound,
Or let regrets forever drown?

Needle lifts, the track is done,
But still the sorrow lingers on,
In whispered words we can’t undo -
Broken record apologies for you.