"I'm sorry"

You repeat this phrase
Over and over again
Any time, any day
Till there's nothing left to gain

"I'm sorry"

You say this
As you twirl the knife in your hand
Is there something amiss?
Or are you doing it because you can?

"I'm sorry"

You whisper in my ear
And bring the weapon down
I scream, my eyes filled with fear
But you remain silent, without a sound

Because you're already gone.

I'd give anything to hear you say I'm sorry again
Even my heart, so yours can once more begin
It's beating sound, calming to the ears
But no more, as my face stream with tears