Write drunk. Edit Sober.

Did you do this to me
Or did I do this to myself
Or did we do this to ourselves

Why is it that a part of me knows that I singlehandedly couldn't have managed to cause such a travesty

For all I know I couldn't even singlehandedly manage to cause any happiness

Always reliant, always suffering

No, I did not do this to myself

You designed my catastrophe with me
You handed me the pen while I wondered which paper to choose
You held my hand and helped me draw lines that divided my life into halves

One half you took with yourself
The other lies in my hand waiting to be destroyed