You.
The sole reason for my suffering.
I hate you.
To look into the darkness,
and only find you,
is disgusting.
Nothing has hurt me like you.
I'd create a war.
Just to get rid of you.
But as I look back,
you treated me kindly,
am I the one to blame?
Thinking.
For a person such as me.
To be given a second chance.
It must be a joke!
But I see now,
oh, so clearly.
I wasn't looking in,
I was looking out,
and he was looking in.
The darkness was I.
I love you.
another poem i wrote based off a ship haha
