Fissure
I lead you down a path
That was dark,
And wet with fear
Dripping with hindrance
You lost your way
I disoriented you
You trusted me,
And I lead you astray
So patient, and so clear
You looked into yourself
To understand in a different way
But, I exasperated you to your core
The loss we share
Will not be forgotten
My soul has been stretched
And, your heart, your poor heart
But we are wired this way
And, we fused ourselves
With our own hands,
And our own tools
And here I am now
Listening to drops of irony
Fall into puddles of my behavior
Now pools of hindsight
Yes, I am here
In this darkness
Alone in this life
Without your light