My Fault
Drowning in the sins and sorrows
that I brought upon myself.
Tripping over the memories past
that I personally colored black.
Suffocating from the sense of fear and hatred
that I refused to let go.
Falling on the broken relationships
that I maliciously destroyed.
Breaking under the isolation
that I am responsible.
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