Apology Poem by Cosi Celeste

Forgive me for not having left her
I wanted to will her to love me
how humiliating.

I decided too late to stand up to her
by then there were no feet to stand upon and even my thighs withered
while I held my shoes in my hand.

Entangled and lost is my identity
I catch a glimpse and whisper of hope
knowing that all tomorrows continue being like today
if i don't do something different from yesterday.

Forgive me for not having left her,
My first love...myself.