Is It Too Late

Is it too late to apologise For the uncertainty that induced tears As a life was nearing loss And the beats became less frequent With onlookers left in pain? Is it too late to apologise For the shame that was avoidable And the conversations that were never had About the cause cast away In favour of the ideal that was not the same? Is it too late to apologise For the inconvenience born As time was consumed in transit And moods that were so unbalanced Leaving hope to succumb to silence? Is it too late to apologise For contact that was strained As convenience morphed into disturbance And responses became so scarce While support shadowed ungratefulness' glow? Is it too late to apologise For the unease that stole rest And the hearts that could not bear As home was diminished to a house Where shields no longer fall to relieve?