I wrote you a poem
but didn't actually
quite find the right melody in those words,
I painted it in black
and stained it with red,
and I may have written it
in a helpless attempt to a fixing,
I'm painfully aware
of all the tear stains
and the fading ink and once again
I apologize for the the shortness of it
but the worst of it all
is the shadows of the past
hiding in the in between
of the colorless lines.