Lost senses

We were supposed to be the post to coast along life's shore,
But what do I know because I couldn't hold ya close enough to be my core,
In spite of the separation of our once glory ride we adored graciously,
Still I wish you the best while I struggle to get past this discredit disgrace of embrace enviously,
So with no scorn and being born from rags to learn to re-purpose to rid this curseness of slurness that caused my blurredness of a loveless so I use some finesse to be outta craziness for the moment from what we wrought and still I carry the weight of marriage like a carriage of what I lack to get over,
Trying to recover like a lover of my restorer to do less of those toxic endeavors,
In a lonely state to learn to live in a better state of mind and resign to the happier line of a kind that is less unkind,
My pride to set aside as my stubbornness learns to unbind this hole created because of my own decisions that accosted this arrangement,
Still I use the past lessons to better future guessin' to present a better way in forgiveness without forgetting such tainted lesson just to ensure better future sessions.