I’m Sorry

I roam the ruins of the self I could not hold.
Every silence, every word I never said.
I see the cracks where I should have held your hand,
The times I vanished when you needed me to stand.

I’m sorry for the me that you never asked for,
For the walls I built and the doors I closed.
For every time my voice became a storm,
For every time my absence left you all alone.
I wish I could rewrite the pages that I tore;
I’m sorry for hurting you.

I’m sorry.

I wanted to be perfect, like a story in your head,
But the me you needed wasn’t the me I had.
And I will carry the weight of this blame,
But I can’t undo the fire; I can only own the flame.

I’m sorry for the silence, the walls I raised too high,
For leaving when you called, for the tears you cried.
I’m sorry for not being the shadow by your side.
“Sorry” is the title of each chapter of my life.

I wish I could fold time, rearrange the past,
Rewrite the moments I let slip too fast.
But I can only breathe the life I have made
And hope my faults don’t make your love fade.

To every soul I have failed, I hold you in my chest;
A quiet confession: I never meant this mess.
I’m asking for forgiveness, though I don’t deserve it yet,
Praying my honesty can heal the wounds I left.

I’m sorry.