Heal

Is It Still My Fault?

"It's okay. Let it go." they said

"He's young." they cooed

"Be the bigger person." they demanded

Well, I did.

I let him have his way

Allowed him to get into my head

Every nook and cranny was filled by him

He gnawed at my nerves

For breakfast, lunch, and dinner

Down to the very marrow of my bones

Still, it was never enough to satisfy him

The greedy bastard wanted more and more

First their love, now my voice

My rights are stripped from me

The power I deserved placed upon him

All because he is a man

They praise him

As the blade consoles me

Giving me an escape

Is this what they wanted?

The razor sharp teeth sinking into another vein

Is this punishment mine?

Blood gushing into the tub

Was this my only purpose?

Eyes rolling back

Is it still my fault?