I am sorry.
I am sorry to the people
that have never felt
the joy of swinging on an
elementary school swing
& I am sorry to the swingers
with scraped knees
and tears.
I am sorry to the people who
write for a living
and I am sorry to the people
who don’t.
I am sorry to my journal
for you never deserved to be burned
in a bonfire
freshman year of highschool
& I am sorry to my books
for you never deserved a
life unread.
I am sorry to my mom
for forgetting you
even though you only died
four years ago
& I am sorry
to my dad
for calling you a bad dad.
you are not a bad dad.
I am sorry I am no superhero
that has the ability
to save the unsaved
and feed the hungry
I am sorry I don’t
shelter the homeless
& instead
buy the earrings
I think I so dearly need
every time I walk into
Macy’s.
I am sorry I am selfish
& I am sorry
I am helpless
& I am sorry
to the people
that had to watch me grow up
to be this way.
I am sorry I forget you
& I am sorry I don’t remember you
& I am sorry to the people
that deserved to feel the joy
of swinging
on elementary
school swings.