It started with his hatred--
It started with him saying he had "so much shit"
he "wanted to dump" on me.
Dump away I pled --
maybe we could finally clean this shit up.
Find the mop -
the bleach -
the sanitizing soul cleanser
that might FINALLY answer this madness.
It started with who even knows what --
maybe it was years of disconnecting.
But dissatisfaction with one's self
is not a license for skull bashing.
Resentment, confusion, fear,
maybe if I fatally disappeared
he'd find his smile again.
Maybe this cloud of rage he carries
could finally storm and empty --
It started with the purest love --
I keep trying to remember.