Aug 2021
On the other side,
you draw your life
Into its drowning existence.
You’re wielding a failed red thread,
Hoping the needle is sharp enough
To run your troubles through.
I watch in fear and worry,
As you become a stumbling mess.
This wall of glass
shattering into my veins
Whenever i make that first step.
I can’t remove what you’ve built.
I’m afraid of what you’ll do.
you draw your life
Into its drowning existence.
You’re wielding a failed red thread,
Hoping the needle is sharp enough
To run your troubles through.
I watch in fear and worry,
As you become a stumbling mess.
This wall of glass
shattering into my veins
Whenever i make that first step.
I can’t remove what you’ve built.
I’m afraid of what you’ll do.
I’m sorry. It’s my fault you’re this way. Nothing can repay a ruined life besides another. I wish you a wonderful life, Aasiyah. I hope I’m less of a villain in the next one. I’m being truthful here, I know you never want to see me again and I’m not sure if you’ll read this, but I’m sorry for all my lies, my ****, my lust. I know i was the one who came out unscathed. Unfair, right? I’ll make it fair. Don’t expect to hear from me again.
