are you a fool
succumbed by the foolish acts
you chose to concide with,
bind by the vines of guilt and misery.
is it not your self demise that causes you pain
then who are you blaming
and who are you despising
why are you crying at the loss of something so little
cry for the loss of your soul
of the disgusted vanity
and unprofound disclarity
cry for the part of you that it stole.