I Am Sorry

Why must I revive the body of yesterday?

The sinking sorrow from my center

I pull from within, I pull away

And yet it is the past I enter

I am sorry, oh former love

I am sorry for my pain

The unplayable game

From which you stared above

I am sorry for my haste,

My anger spent in waste

The unforgivable sins

I seem to debate

I can see through and beyond

Your motives and reasons

But blame is not in season

It is with myself I press on

I caused you pain, and didn’t know it

I stored so much love, but couldn’t bestow it

I thought nothing else but of you

And my lifetime will forever show it

I am sorry forever more

This numbing derision

An ever reddening chasm

I can hear hell through the floor

So close to nothingness

Without your smile, your smoothness

Will eternity breed forgiveness?

Or will time show its regress?

Nothing but a false redress

Of what I thought was different

I still beg for you in my deepest

Most tempestuous musings apparent

To see my sorrow

Without obligation

To see the morrow

Without provocation

I am sorry, oh former friend

I am sorry for your pain

The wasted drops of rain

That could have fallen on our laughter

That is calling for us thereafter

In the mist of morning risen

Waiting for our encapsulating embrace

Next to the life it has given

Our steps upon the ground, unevenly plowed

For only each other we vowed  -- I am sorry for this sound.