Pills of Blame

With sweat and tears
I come to you
with nothing you return
I look back
from wanting you
.the cyst that i've become.

It's been days,
weeks, and years
and I'm tired
from fighting the tears
back I think
on all that was good
and we've come so far
to have fallen this hard
.was never in the plan
but always in plain sight,
you the dagger
me taking flight.

We'll make it through
this each our separate ways
you'll recount the story
and I the days
it took us to divide
conquer
destroy
eachother's agenda(s)
: less than an hour
it was hook, line, and sink*him

The plethora of possibilities
the myriad destruction(s)
arrive upon capital Thrones
without avidly acquiring the
correct assessments of
what's to come

.is anybodys guess
worth waiting for.
.is lying, trying, denying
what's apparently (read: appallingly)
inevitable.

.seeing.sawing.sighing.
-regret-
s.tart to overwhelm
the incorrigibility of
what this "situation" has
become and I beg you
to undo
this mess,
you've made of me