sad king triton

I am sorry that I snapped.

I am sorry that you never had 
time until the water came to a boil.

I am sorry that you ignored 
spent forces throw their weight, 
sowing discord and disempowerment.

I am sorry that you could not sever your ties 
to a past that prevents the new to take root.

I am sorry that in your own way of navigating 
through contradicting currents, 
you pushed my quietly trudging boat to the rocks.

I am sorry that you may not see me bloom, 
take flight or simply move on under your wings.

I am sorry that you broke my spirit.

I am sorry that I ever believed in you.