the human mind frightens me.
i wish i knew less of what was in yours

what electric letters dart across the thick white pages
hatred
and self loathing
and always,
always pity...

the sick part of you that takes pleasure in hanging the deprivation of my innocence around my neck
the albatross i shot the day your hand was rough against me.

always my fault.
forever the blame lies at my feet
like a tired, attention-seeking dog

i deserved what happened to me.