You, the catalist

November 29, 2010
By Anonymous

Forget your evil deeds
Your harsh and violent words
They were your past
You know the truth is all he ever heard.

Ive made a mark
Ive cut myself deep
I can not tell
This secret's mine to keep

My fingers wrap around themselves
Behind my back a seed of doubt
But, oh, the desision was already made
Over my smile a tear runs out

One day before, you started this
You didnt even raise a fist
You asked me of my worst
You are my catalist.


The author's comments:
dont worry, Ive never cut myself, it's just symbolism. and I'm kind of knew to this so if my rhythm is a little off in the third stanza... I just didnt know how to fix it.

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