Nothing to Deny

Your words 

are my knife;

they splice open

my guts

and leave me

blank and bleeding.

Pleading 

my case,

debased and 

battered down,

I drown 

in reason

you twist into

linguistic treason.

Your punishment

for crimes

I've neither

committed nor

confessed

is this mess.

I'm tried 

and convicted

as if you are

a victim.

But fuck an alibi;

I've nothing to deny.

But you can blame me when

you've no one left to blame.

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"I wanna be the knife that cuts into my hand and I wanna be scattered from here in this catapult." Counting Crows Catapult

"But I am fine with where I am now. This home is home and all that I need, but for you, this place is shame. But you can blame me when there's no one left to blame." Radical Face Almost Gold