It has been so long
But I still cry
I blame myself
I don't know why
A shadow
In my soul
Tells me I wasn't
The one in control
Why am I burdened
With this guilt and pain?
When it is your actions
That I should blame?
It is not my fault
All I did was kiss and care
It was you who made it
Intrinsically unfair
Am I wrong?
Am I to blame?
Am I too blind to see
That I caused this pain?
Did I do wrong?
Do I carry responsibility?
Or am I spared
Through my naivety?
Yes, my innocence proves my innocence
And your lack of such proves the fault belongs to you
Yes, that makes sense, it must make sense
I'll stop crying. I must stop crying. I have things to do.
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It Could Have Been Gentle - poetry
PoesiaPoems about the bits of life that feel unnecessarily sharp. ~ Nails in palms and rock in throat and eyes latched in the ground, I open up in hopes of speech and find a choke of sound, Frantic thought of desperation fly beneath my hair, I don'...
