
I did it on purpose.
I did it to hurt us.
I fell like a feather,
Landed in your flames.
You took it slow,
You ran from the show.
You tripped over the rope
And broke all your shame.
I pulled you too close.
I starved your rose
And acted like an angel
As you hissed like a snake.
You bought my apology.
You signed your eulogy.
I would say “sorry”,
But it is getting late.
I did it on purpose.
I did it to hurt us.
I loved and I lost,
And I never found peace.
You thought I changed.
You gave me your change,
But I bit your fingers
To kill you like a disease.
-Jackie