Responsibility

The clock ticks on, a steady, somber beat,

The past, unyielding, where shadows meet.

No hand can turn, no voice can ever call

Back moments lost, beyond recall.

That darkness lingers, a weight upon my soul,

A heavy cloak that takes its bitter toll.

The fight begins, to pierce the gloom and find

A flicker first, then leave the dark behind.

"I'm sorry" whispers, "Forgive what I have done,"

For seeds of sorrow that have sprouted one by one.

Responsibility, I claim it as my own,

But beg release, to stand here not alone.

No pity sought, no solace in despair,

Just strength to break these chains I cannot bear.

Not merely for myself, this desperate plea,

But all who stumble, caught in misery.

The rain, I confess, I summoned to the sky,

My foolish choices, watching reason die.

Illogical paths, where wisdom held no sway,

Impatient rushes, and laziness held sway.

I speak the truth, raw, honest, and so clear,

The source of storms, reflected in each tear.

The past is fixed, I cannot rewrite fate,

But vow to change, before it is too late.