Is it really going to be this way?

Walking the halls with shame seared into the folds of my mind.

Apologizing can't fix anything this time.

From the depths of the sea, I didn't see this coming.

Sleep deprivation causes my mind to think irrationally.

No matter the length of sincerity I feel,

It won't be enough to save the bridge

That has begun burning...

Is it really like this?