Condemned.

If only I hadn't been such a coward.

So driven by funds. Or the distraction there of.

If only I had gone to see you earlier.

I'd live free of my guilt's density.

Bulldozing every waking moment of my existence.

I should've been selfless. Placing you above all.

Treated you like the precious gem you were.

I should've said my goodbyes and sent my blessings.

I now stand here consumed with unheard apologies.

Selfishly still asking more of you.

Disturbing your peace. Missing you. Loving you.

Broken. Lost. Drowning.

What if it was truly I who died that day?

Please forgive me where I cannot forgive myself.