Fatigued Sorry's Poem by Crimson Love

Dizzy thoughts,
fall into my mind,
insanity so sane,
Crimson fears;
remain mundane...

I fall,
my grip,
on reality slips,
I leave a world,
that needs no crimson,
a death bound blood child,
in which never could be found,

left abandoned,
unwanted,
yet in death I always knew,
my one family,
the shadows whom silently cooed,
They sing the silent lullaby's, I once knew,
I'm coming home,
to death, the one place,
I've always belonged.

In a silent message to all those whom care,
I'll write my apology, in words of few,
so little to say, to those unknown...
heed these words I shall not utter them again....

'I'm Sorry'