I'm sorry
that into quivering night I did crawl
and came back, blessed, but dressed in black shawl
I'm sorry
that down rabbit hole I did fall
but I felt so big
while stress felt small
I'm sorry
for bulldozing chastity's wall
but it was a thrill, though it may appall
I'm sorry
that everything ill must enthrall
I'm sorry
that I'm not really sorry at all.