Sorry Today Poem by Unic Cjonr

The attention i seeked, at the door to the forgivenes in my hate - I signed the deed, i still wonder what is my need - Why be flattered, dead crows are winged in death - The sequence is the stuttering of cries, the end of a friend, the straight through a bend - I see the bat in a butterfly, no colors in the night by sight, she fearlessly fly into the sky - The grey in sorrow, is the violet we tend to borough, leaving behind transparant to scarlet by light - The pigment in hurt was washed away, by the tears of tomorrow - So i have ruined, yet another day - So i sorry, today