i am sorry for the pain behind your eyes;
hidden by the lines forged once by smiles…
i am sorry for the weight upon your chest;
a place i used to lay my head…
i am sorry for the push and pull of confusion
that has dragged you this way and that…

i am sorry that i cannot be
what you long for, what you need, what you deserve,

my failure is only outshined by my despair.
i just keep asking… how can i hurt one who has been so loving?

i am sorry my heart lies here broken
….by those who came before you…

they say that the gold that fills the cracks
of broken vases only makes them that
much more valuable…
would that I could be your gold,
and fill your broken places
with light…

alas, i am too dark to shine for you…