The Guilty Ones

The liquor you tasted was swallowing us both up bending time and reality into one

Everyone said I was guilty for sipping from the same poison as you

But Im not to blame for the choices you made

And yet the devil is making us both pay for your mistakes.

They ask me questions wanting to find fault

Making me feel bad about something you did

Stuck in this endless loop of suffering

Never being free of your wrath

Why aren’t they asking the most important questions

Why did he inflict so much pain

Why did he choose me to take out his rage

Why did he cause so much hurt and suffering

And why am I still answering for it

Through anxiety and fear I grit my teeth

I smile and carry on

I carry so much heaviness that still ties me to him

I try to find a way out

I try to let go of it all

The devil laughs below and sees my struggle

But I know I hold the answers

I hold the knife so I can cut myself free

I hold the light to show me the way through this path

And I know the ties that bind us can be burnt up in flames

Pass me the matches and watch it all turn to dust

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