Do they always have dark hair?

Blue eyes?

I'm passed prayers now

passed fear

passed the last glimmer of hope

that kept me tied down

to reality

And now I fly

in these unanswerable questions

waiting to be finally free

of your twisted love

I thought I knew

you

I used to think

it was your fault

and now I see

you're just as much as

a slave

than I was

Worse

because you had a choice

and still you chose

your abyss

And now you want what, exactly?

Redemption?

That's not for us, the people

waiting in the dark

for a dot of light

to come and save us

Forgiveness?

How can you even ask that of me?

You tell me, the immortal lines:

It will never happen again

Does that make it better, for you?

To convince yourself

if it isn't me

it might be alright

I can offer you nothing

because you took me

(just like her, wasn't I?)

and you made her

into me

And now

you tell me

(between friends.

Oh the irony)

That you're scared

of losing control

(just like you did with me)

This is why I laugh