Forgive Me Forgive Me for making you chase waterfalls the wift of what could have been the dust of my essences as I float a drift lost to you and you to me. Forgive me as I swerve any which way I have no say I must bend to the wind. Forgive me for being sick of the ugliness of life for earth's sweet relief I will pray. Forgive me for the dim smile I promise to come back from my woeful lacking. Forgive me I will soon be like the sea free to flow freely.