To the father of my eldest
I know that I was wrong I know I don't know I know that in naivete I hurt and shattered you I cannot scarcely fathom The pain, the hurt I caused The scars upon your heart That I inflicted with my vows I never meant to hurt you But still I know I did And no number of “I'm sorry”s Could replace history's bid But I do not regret it And not for why you'd think (Truly I'd do most anything To pull you from that brink) No, in spite of all the pain I wish I could relieve, When I look back upon those days I don't regret. I do not grieve. For I needed those moments, I needed that stain. I needed to feel that guilt I needed that pain I needed to feel them, Then needed to move on To look myself right in the eye… Until that guilt was gone. And truthfully, I can't say That I am there just yet For guilt does not eas’ly let go And shame does not forget But there is something greater than the shame t...