A Random Dark Bit of Poetry (Book 1)

Im Sorry

Im sorry

That i wasn't there for you

I just dont know what to do

When we both feel this way

Pretty much every day.

Im sorry

That im not strong enough

I guess im not made of the right stuff

I tried, you know

But not hard enough though.

Im sorry

That i dragged you into this

Cant say that its bliss

Having someone else down here.

This isnt over, i fear.

Im sorry

That i am so weak

But that blade, so sleek

Calls to me

Tells me

It'd be better if i was dead.

Im sorry

That you lost your knife

In the midst of all this strife

I cant believe

That i actually conceived

Of giving it back to you.

Im sorry

That i will

'Cause i know the emotions that swill

So every well.

I wish you weren't in this hell.

Im sorry

That my poetry is crap.

If i could just tap

Into my darkly creative side

Maybe i could find a new way

To say

Im sorry.