For my best unclaimed friend.

For my best unclaimed friend

May this be our last conversation,

I'll tell you all the wrong I've done.

There won't be compensation,

I don't know what we've become.

There are wounds that structure us, 

Till the wriring of our minds.

Are they something to discuss?

Or something you don't want to find?

I'll say them anyways,

Because I was willed to hurt you.

Constrained your airways,

Watched you gasp, turn blue.

I was unwilling to see you break,

When your humanity shined.

As if for a moment! Blind,

I was human too.

I will belittle every aspect,

Every expression and dream.

You won't know what to expect,

Then I'll finally be seen.

I will parade every achievement,

As if I was proud and caring.

We'll come to an agreement, 

As if we were pairing for once.

Then everything will be torn,

We'll conform to our ways.

The happiness we can morn,

After setting ourselves ablaze.