i come stained
unable to wash him away with every attempt i make
unable to reverse the mistake i made
the looks i gave
the flame i ignited
it’s my fault
it’s my ******* fault
although not physical,
i am stained
my heart so fragile, so disposable
that with every beat it becomes more and more empty
my brain eventually letting go of any thoughts it blurts out
until i depend on no one but myself
but how can i depend on myself when i myself am the predator