Slip Side

You say I brought you here,

I left you in this place.

I say your actions lay

independent of my motives.

Wrong does not become right,

when I fail to be

what you desired of me.

Your betrayal lolls

independent of my neglect.

I am not right in this

so much as you are wrong.

Your felony lays waste

to all my misdemeanors.

You’ll get no apologies.

I may have left you wanting,

but you have left me broken.