Poem: A Sorry Sorrow

I'm sorry baby, I really am.
I see you hurting, pouting.
My chest aches with yours.

Your decisions brought us here.
My decisions brought us here.
It does not matter,
it is here,
as shown by
the tears
on your face.

Acting my cool,
I try to console you,
just silence,
the only result.

Somewhere inside
I want to scream at you,
shriek that you ruined our home.
Part of me cat-calling:
"Spoiled Brat,
why were you so greedy?
You had me!
We had us!
Why did you need him?!"

My Fury has no answer.
My Rage, no dignified comment.
Just smile sadly,
shaking my head,
say,
"Darling what brought us to this?"
Touching your head and hand
is paradise...
now closed to me
by your commitment
to damnation.

I love you.
I always will.
I will not be destroyed with you,
nor help you drown in flames.
All honesty,
I do my best,
Act Rightly
toward one
and for all.