I'm Sorry

I'm sorry

A great burden lingered on the man,
that never spoke his mind.
Yet when he did, he struck the oppresor,
and tore back at him one night.

The oppressor stood, perplexed and sorry,
yet didn't know what to say, only sorry
could have been said, for what he had done.

Yet was he forgiven?

How great a man that took my blows,
That dealt with my throws,
That stood so tall,
That never fell.

Who knows when one is sorry?
To what extent, to whom is it meant,
Why is it said, what is regret?

Sorry for what I have caused,
Sorry to the one I oppressed,
Sorry because I truly am.
Sorry is what I have to recompense.

Sorry is all I have to say for the things I have done, and the the things I regret.

Accept it please for that's all I have,
be mad at me if you want.
For what I have done that's what I deserve,
and sorry is the only thing that may amend.

Behind the curtain,
Behind the doorway,
Beyond the surface,
lies a being that's truly remorseful.

You may think it's a lie.
A big charade.
Just like a big game.

Saying is all I can say,
so accept it please for
that's what I pay.

Please forgive me
for what I did,
for what I said,
and like I said
"I'm sorry"

-Matthew