Here I am caught in this landslide of emotion
wounded mind fighting to stay afloat in this ocean
pride makes my voice catch when I try to say
"everything will be fine" when I know that today
might just be the first day of the end of it all
maybe I've made you stumble, and started your fall
could I possibly have ruined this with such ease and precision?
only time will tell how perfect I've made this incision
mayhaps nothing will come of this mistake
but perhaps my role in this story is the snake
tempting adam to taste of the forbidden fruit
and now we know there's a reason for my ill repute
because I'm only strong enough to sow the seeds
of doubt and watch as your will concedes
but I'll never be strong enough to take the blame
when it rightfully lies upon my shoulders, for shame