Page 28 - Fallen Thoughts

I truly loved you,

But I blamed my pain on you.

My words are my weapon.
My spear of hate.
I could have loved you,

But my stubborn mouth decided
It...was...far...too...late…

Why I said those things,

Will never be clear,
But you are safe now,
So just please let me go.

Forget my weapon’s wounds.
Leave me and my filth alone.

And you'll be safe without me here.