My Fault

 

 

After your stories,

after everything you tell me,

it's still on me.

 

In one form or another. 

 

This twisted cycle,

will not end.

 

And the torment I feel,

is from my own actions.

 

I can put blame

where it's due.

 

But ultimately, it was me

who left you alone.

 

And in your solitude, 

you found someone else.

 

I wish it could end,

all of it.

 

Just put me out of my misery 

and the pull the trigger.

 

I deserve it.

 

I might not have made the decision,

but that decision would have never 

had to been made if I were still here.

 

If I hadn't left you as I did.

 

But now,

I see how bad it truly was.

 

How it stemmed all the way back,

starting with me. 

 

I am your true fault,

I am the one who made you.

 

 

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