My Dearest, I Failed
Her eyes, dark as pitch when night.
In the day, bright in the sunlight.
Her hair, black in jet. Shimmers of beauty when light met.
Sad I have made her, twat.
Now she can't look at me, I hate that.
I love her, but don't know how to show.
But love comes in strange forms, I do love her so.
There she was, by my side.
Then I threw it away, now it has died.
Anger within, all directed at me.
I deserve it, it is what's meant to be.
As much as I fight, tough it is.
I will lose, because I will miss.
Regret and sorrow, is all I feel.
Me to blame, maybe I should keel?
I am sorry my love, I repeat to myself.
Not a thousand sorry's can repair, the beauty herself.
Feel sorry for me, all I have done.
But she's the one who should feel this way, for what I have brung.
Failed you I have, regret I do.
But it had happened now, and I am a fool.
My dearest, I failed
