It didn’t work
And I can’t help but think
You threw it,
Tossed it to the side
And accepted the loss.
Did you wipe the stain?
Change shirts
And get on with the dawn.
People surround my cries
And their bleeding stops
Because they have a rag.
I don’t care if I’m dirty;
I can no longer fall further,
Back upon the one
Who has me deep.
You fell by yourself
And still I feel fallen,
As if I’m buried
With that decision.
Because I cannot face
The fact that
We couldn’t see the answer.
You, me, alive or not,
We are apart,
Yet the gravitation pulls
And though you’re that
Beautiful poison,
Beneath the soil at last,
I still crave for more.