Soapbox Rally

late don't catch me i'm breathing pausing quickly to
take in cold sutures that won't stop wound weeping are blameless as when you were told and my chest caves in heaving what could you prove to us all appliance of gauze won't stop bleeding but refuse to rise from your fall you
blame yet things stay the same as they had always been you
blame you won't come and look at the time you wasted you shamed us that crushed us all and blamed us i found rain
the choice was not yours comfort could not take but you spare us always