wrists bruised
bones shattered
blood spilled
i am
conquest
famine
war
death
wrapped up in pale skin
with cold, tired eyes
teeth ground together
as i try to keep
these words inside
i do not want this
i do not want this
but the responsibility rests
on my shoulders alone
so i carry the weight of
the broken hearts
i have left in my wake
mine is there
underneath my feet
trampled and bleeding
no no no
i am not alone
this is not only my fault
i have broken my own heart
but you played accomplice to
the destruction i wrought