Are You Mad at Me?

Just taking it and apologising isn't enough,

I say sorry in my sleep,

it's water off my back,

it is said and I shuffle on.

I could actually parse why someone's mad,

and say it's not really me,

or take it on the chin,

understand it,

and remember.

Anger is like anything else,

so who's irritated, really?

And will I stop,

of course but 

clear away your eggshells first,

tiptoeing is a

miserable infinite spiral,

a flawless trap.