Friday 1 May 2015

It Was You


Turn away. Go escape
 find your relief
As you indulge yourself
In your reasons of make believe

Yes, Hide. Avoid.
Sure, Stay out of sight 
Convince yourself with whatever it takes
To get you through the night.  

Walk. In fact, Run. 
To greener pastures across.
Dont pause . Don't look back .
To see your damage caused.

Abstain. To sustain. 
That stubbornness. This charade.
Disregard who it maims.
Continue your high horse parade.

I promise.
Wont ask no questions
for the scars you are mounting
What I don't promise.
 Is forgiveness 
For every blow, but who's counting. 

And when I'm asked who caused this.
I'll take your blame too
But you will know what was the remedy.
It was you.
It was  you.
It was you