Pardon

Here I sit consumed in gray,

It seems the haze won't drift away.

 

To you I dare not to say,

In grief and sorrow I will pay.

 

I must learn this arduous lesson,
May you hearken my confession

My heart's burden it will lessen

Should you pardon my transgression

Till I find what it is I seek,

'Tis with you I wish to speak

 

To tell you,

I'm sorry, 

I was weak.