First November

More old poetry, I'm not really sure of what else to say about it. It just seems that old mistakes sometimes come back to haunt us when we least expect it.

We're sailing out on driftwood And I'm pushing you away While losing all the trust that I had gained from yesterday But I'm sorry for my trying Because I never tried enough You know I was a quitter Whenever things were too tough Well I'm sorry for my delay.. And the way I went astray I just hope you can forgive me Like you did the other day Would you let me be your lover If things were still the same Or would I still be drifting With only myself to blame? I believed that I could give you Everything you asked But I'm sorry now, it seems.. I never met the task. Well, I guess that I could hold you, When my arms aren't lined with thorns Just be leery of my actions When my head is crowned with horns And we will forever remember Those times we didn't kiss Just like our first November When we met in the abyss. And we will never forget All those things we didn't know I am forever your marionette Tugging my strings from below I know how close to lost we came I nearly let us drown How could you trust a captain Who reads the map while upside down? And the words that I would utter, Just like everytime before They came with no reprieve And killed all promises of shore. So I send you my apologies For this captain's mighty zeal. For very nearly breaking The heart he tried to steal His hands were used to steering A worn and heavy wheel. And lacked the tender touch That you deserved to feel. And I'm sorry for my weakness As we sailed into the waves My ship was prone to leaking And its pilot, falsly brave So I used your star for guidence And your light to lead the way But I held that star as hostage And caused it's light to fade And your voice, it was the wind On which my ship would sail It carried me to safety Where sea and oar had failed And I could only dream of living A life worthy of your paise You delivered me, my patron You set my heart ablaze. And now we're star-crossed lovers, Burning bright like embers Destined to be, out on this sea... To now since November.