Meh

To claim to know another's heart is false;

Exclusively, I cannot know your thought.

I only can lay claim to motives shown

to public eyes. But drawn within my heart,

scenarios so twisted and obscene

They choke my stomach, rape with icy claw,

And living for tomorrow is a dream

For those with guts enough to forget now.

Can I be blamed for all the bloodied words

That course across and scald my wretched tongue?

Of course, and reap my consequences full:

I take upon responsibility.

So judge me not! I know my sin full well

And flame's forgiving grasp familiar now.

Instead of questioning my guiltiness

Ask about the murder's circumstance.

Ask about my character, and then

Conclude if I'd commit this heinous crime

Without the most illogical of woe

And sorrow with unprecedented depth.

My mother says that guilt is twinned to grief

unmourned, which dominates better judgement.

So hear me now: I grieve you, guilt and fear!

Anger, bitterness towards friends of late.

I can't release you, or move on without

A care, because caring is all I knew

for you. And now I'll try to be mature,

But all of us know how that ends, we do.

I still don't think it's fair

And I don't think it was right.

I still am deeply hurt,

I think, more than you know

I feel so much betrayed

And cheated of my trust

Even if accidental

It wounds me just the same.

But now I will

Apologize

Because you were

My friend, and I

still value all

the things I know

Because of what

You chose to show.

And thus, I mourn the death of one chapter of life, and celebrate the entry into a new one.