You started this.

The wind did not speak
The birds did not cry
The river turned to ice
And I would not die.

So much Hate coloring my sky
I built up that most ugly wall
But still your words killed me inside.

I was hurt, I was scarred
Love for others
Was never in my stars.

You said I had changed
You said I was ugly
You called me a whore
And wanted nothing of me.

A release was all I searched for
Drugs and booze were my friends
But a simple buzz made me sore.

Your arms, your smile
Your girls
And your god damn guile.

Months down the road
No more thoughts of yours and mine
Simple and heart rendering words
I was shocked; and no I am not fine.

The bricks still stand
No more heart
No more blood in the sand.

You still hate what I am
But you started this!
You stupid bastard, it was because of you I ran!