How sorry am I

I want to say sorry anyway that I can
For using, abusing, for spoiling your plan
For misguiding, misjudging and upsetting you
But try and remember I'm upset too.

I've no longer got you, your no longer here
no more do you sit trying to calm my fears,
no more your guidance in my life, my career
all I have now is my self pity, my tears.

Alone I sit and wonder alone I ask myself why
Alone I sit and ponder, alone I sit and cry
Alone I lie and puzzle, alone I lie and sigh
Alone I pray, alone I say, GOD, please let me die.

poem by William Greer
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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