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Forgive Me


Forgive me for I cannot see My eyes have been taken, My body into the sea A bag of bones floating on the river's surface A victim of circumstances, Out of my control, Singing along with the siren song of the current My fingertips navigate the reef, I find a home for us to sleep, If only for the night, A predisposition of death, A permanent sleep, An intimacy between consciousness, And decomposition You try to leave, I can feel your struggle, Firm my grip will stay, You then try to swim away, Forgive me for I cannot change My grip slips Forgive me for I cannot empathize with Fate, For it will be as it lies Alone I will live as I float Drowning in my wake, and salt water flowing within my veins And stills into my lungs Waiting for my bones to sink Forgive me without distain, I could not save myself Nor can I save you Resonant in its silence Forgive me.
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