I am human, and I am still shallow.
I try, but I fail, to let my heart fallow.
My bones want to be broken,
To reach into reach the marrow.
Harrow…
It’s still a shame I was so unaware back when we dated.
Later responses helped me understand what it is to be hated.
Why did I have to go and make my life so complicated.
But I did this to myself, the opposite of ingratiated.
Alienated…
I truly understand though that all of this is on me.
Even though I may be hurt, I’m not so blind I can’t see.
Every time I said sorry, made you more prisoner than free.
And now that’s all I am, remorse obligatory.
