My mistakes,
are problems for you.
So hard to break,
away from my past.
Burn upon burn,
these thoughts become.
Inching my way,
straight to the locked door.
You gaze down,
above my body.
Shaking. Your. Head.
With. Revenge. And. Sorrow.
Walk away,
and leave me alone.
Let me sink,
to the level you've wanted.
Bandaids and poroxide,
fill me now.
Let me heal,
to become your enemy.
