I am sorry-
That I was not there when you needed me,
when you begged to be brought to life.
When you almost slipped off my tongue,
Begging to be released.
I am sorry-
When I would not-
When ink would not spill
Paper would not be near.
An excuse!
for you and I both know,
The flesh is all we need..
I am sorry-
That I did not let you roam free.
Craving, needing that attention.
I've kept you locked away.
Drenched and unforgiving; a whole year.
No light, no
life.
I am sorry-
Thoughts. For not spilling more ink on flesh.
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