to thoses who are hurt, still bleeding or not

i really want to say sorry

i know it's too late

but that's what i owe you

 

when words slipped

i really didn't mean to hurt anyone

eventually i realize

that i've hurt myself by hurting you

 

i try to work to forget all but

your happinesses remind me that

only me favored by loneliness who

perturbs my life totally and

what a mess

 

life can be colorful yet

black is favorite

still a little hope? maybe

only if the sunshine pierces this long darkness