All My Fault

its all

Always my fault

But I’m strong

Enough to let it

Bounce off

Like rain on a roof,

The burden of perpetual

Performance,

Isn’t that much to bear,

When you know,

you’ve survived the worst

And kept, not just breathing,

I repeat myself,

Mispronounce words

I’ve seen written but seldom

Spoken,

Yet i still say them aloud,

Because I’m here 

In a world where I’m the cause

Of all the horror,

But still,

I say the words 

Do all the things,

with the gentle grace,

The animal heat 

Of shuddering pleasures

And before I leave,

A fresh cup of tea,

Key through the door,

On my way

But a destination,

As much as a man.

Still, it’s all my 

Fault.