UNMEANT RUIN

 

Unmeant Ruin

I’ve strewn chaos,

not on purpose,

but I won’t dodge the blame.

I bolted,

mumbled a farewell,

too scared to face your voice—

it felt right then,

a snap decision

in the fog of a younger mind.

Even the sharpest

stumble into folly,

even the kindest

leave scars—

I’m no outlier,

no saint dodging the rule.

Resentment festers,

a slow burn under my skin,

stoked every time

your words find me now.

Rolling back alone,

tires humming after

those clipped doorstep talks,

I carry the echo

of what you laid bare—

I’m the sole name

etched in your hurt,

the one who cut deepest,

branded by that truth.