The sounds coming from my lips, these whimpers.
Would they mean anything if heard by you?
You in all your bittersweet glow that seems to dim in my presence?
I would take my naivety back in less time
than it would have taken to whisper my contrition.
Would you forgive? These scars show you have nothing to accept.
This foundation of lies and words I never, yet should have said
is cracking beneath me.
If I fell in, would you catch me?
I doubt I would catch myself.
I'd rather let myself drown in my own cold blood
than have to watch the anguish being painted across your once
delicate features.
And your eyes of pure vibrancy-
they've lost their luster.
What have I left to feel except this pronounced bout of pity?
So I ask you, no, beg you
with my last gasping breath of air to leave me.
Leave me sprawled across the pavement with my shadow affixed beside me.
Let my cadaver diminish until I am nothing.
Nothing if not a mere skeleton in your wake.
Let the blood from my veins drain into the gutter-
left to feed the damned under your feet.
Forgiveness? Don't waste your breath.
You deserve more than I can offer. More than I can even fathom giving.
Keep walking.
Farther, faster.
Let me lose myself again.
To the torpor in my corpse.
 
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