August 8, 2011

My Mistakes

The last breath that I took
Before I dived head first
Into the bottomless water
Is gradually running out
As I ebb away from light
As air bubbles run to the surface
And it's true what they say
That memories flash
Before your eyes,
Like some neurological exam,
And as I examine them,
Regret fills my lungs,
But you can't see
The tears I cried,
And before I become
The darkness that surrounds me,
I utter an inaudible,
Sorry.