I’m Sorry

Words from that day still cut like a knife, While the ceaseless clock steals a piece of my life. Unspoken heat clings to my fingertips tight, Foolish regrets now burn in the fading light. If “sorry” could be sung on every beat, Perhaps our scars would feel less complete. But now my voice is drowned in a storm of dismay, Lost echoes fading as hope drifts away. I’m Sorry—a letter in the dark, Melting bitter regrets with each lonesome spark. I never got to bid a proper goodbye, Yet tomorrow’s promise whispers as time flies by. Memories shatter like glass in the sun, Reflections sting my eyes—there’s nowhere to run. I lift my gaze to the sky we once knew, But your shadow has vanished, like morning dew. Wishing to rewind the clock and mend the past, But time’s relentless march leaves me outcast. So with these scars as my only guide, I step through the darkness with battered pride. I’m Sorry—a message overdue, Dissolving remorse as the cold winds blew. I can’t say goodbye the way I wished to say, Yet I trust that a new dawn will pave the way. Those missing words spill and intertwine, Fallen tears reveal secrets, bittersweet and divine. In the silence, I grasp what pain has taught, Understanding at last the love that I sought. I’m Sorry—a plea in rhythmic sound, Unraveling regret as the lost hopes surround. Without a farewell to mend what’s gone astray, Tomorrow still rises to light a new way. I walk alone on this road unplanned, Holding these scars as I make my stand. Even without you on this forsaken track, Tomorrow’s hope is a light I won’t lack.