Sorry

This ain't your depiction of forever Actions confined by my feelings Far from foreboding, distemper, fear, and double crossing you know all to well Unsettled questions wielding a sword of ignorance Lost dreams lifting your shield protecting Me from me You from me Sorry A meaningless word attempting to heal deep gashes You see it regardless of you dismay Hence your patterened placement of me in your garden laid low Fighting myself choking on staged complacency. Ripping up your flowers you place me back only because I equally destroyed your weeds Sorry A weak word in attempt to replant. My pain creating naivness ignorantly asking you to be a superhuman driven by self hatred and a future unseen Hoggish My pain asking you to cherish my highs as repite for the dirtiest darkest lows Sorry and a weak thank you means nothing. Only a sad acknowledgment to imprisioning you as my mortal soldier.