You could have killed me. You could have killed all of us.
Another break in the chain would have caused so many more.
Why did you start it?
I know you didn’t want attention, and I know you didn’t want to hurt us.
You would never want that.

You chained the rest of us to a weight and threw us in the water
I don’t know how we survived.
Teamwork, I suppose to pick the locks off one another and swim to safety
I can’t believe we did it.
But are we really safe?

Until we go from something else, you’re our leading cause of death.

You broke us down and made us insignificant
Forcing us to flock together—
At least so that people could see us, and watch where they step.
If they wanted to.

You weren’t looking, and almost killed us all.


I lay maimed on the sidewalk looking up
In to your regretting eyes, and at your puffy throat

Oh God, your throat…

Swollen from the belt that took your life
The life that caused dependency—a need, an addict.
You took everything we could imagine…

Your life gone, and yet you weren’t the one that had to pay the price.

Happy and gone, looking down on us
You weren’t the one asking why you did it
And why you couldn’t tell us
Or why we were that bad of people to do this to you

Because, obviously, it was our fault.

If it wasn’t, why else would you leave?
Did the air smell funny or something?
Was your bed uncomfortable?
Or was it an accident while you were trying to put on a very thick necklace that happened to be attached to something very high?


I thought you were an angel.
Maybe you were, but I doubt it.
At least now.
Angels aren’t selfish
ANGELS wouldn’t destroy what God so amazingly gave them.

I’m almost mad again,
But I don’t get mad. I just get hurt.
I’m never mad because I know this was my fault.
It was all my fault.
I was an awful friend, and I can’t believe that I ever let you go.
I didn’t see it coming.

I was blind, I always have been.
I need you to guide me…

Come back.