Sorrow

Sorrow

How do I say I am sorry so that I can believe it?

Words seem hollow and barely touch the air

How can I speak to you when shame stills my tongue

Try as I might I cannot deny my transgression

Bare upon ground my actions cry out for retribution

Your kind forgiveness scorches my heart throughout

I stand before you as if a child knowing my mistake

My shame makes me want to run and hide my face

Kind words tear my flesh and rend my bones

How can you forgive my deeds and words before you

An emptiness holds me in its grasp as I search for a way

Your hurt calm cuts into me worse than any accusation

The forgiveness you give genuine and true

Forgiveness that I can’t seem to accept can call my own

How do I forgive myself? How can I believe yours?

How do say I’m sorry so that I can believe it?