Transgressions rose like a raging tide,
The guilt overflowed from the same cup of pride,
An apology is warranted, as certain as victimization leading to my demise,
The reasons of shame excluded for lunacy is as mystic as the moon who brought the waters in stride,
Accountability from me does not warrant forgiveness, healing or wholeness inside,
Ignorant was I who was not challenged, instead denoted those as hypocrites who I believed were spies,
And so I will take the title of abuser freely admitting I have failed on my side,
A losing battle on my part, as presumptuous and inauspicious as holding the sea confined,
I say sorry to those who have faced the brunt of my ego child-like mind,
Which is possible to be each person I’ve encountered in at least one point in time,
I don’t look for forgiveness, I am here to show I can see the many ways I haven’t been capable through hurting, manipulation, and lies