(A/N. So here's another poem I wrote about Supernatural. This is Dean's point of view.It's not really set in one particular season but there are spoilers for seasons 1, 3, 9 and maybe 10. I don't own Supernatural. I guess you could call this a sister poem to 'I miss it' that you can find in my stories. If you read it please tell me what you think of it. I hope you like it.
Sorry for any grammar and spelling mistakes. This is unbeated.)
I'm Sorry
Sam
I'm sorry
I didn't know Jess was going to die
When you left with me
Otherwise I wouldn't have come
Sam
I'm not sorry that I made the deal
I am sorry that
You had to watch me get dragged to hell
Sam
I'm sorry
You nearly died when we were kids
Because I wanted to get out of the motel room.
Sam
I'm sorry
I tricked you into letting Gadreel possess you
I just wasn't ready to say good bye.
Sam
I'm sorry
I didn't know what the mark of Cain really meant
When I took it.
Sam
I'm sorry.
I'm going to try to fix this so we can maybe
Be brothers again.
No not try to fix this.
Sam
I'm going to fix this.