"Your Fault"

I wrote this right after someone confronted and after the loneliness that resided in me

Yelling is heard but my face,

Turns to stone.

Will the violence I feel every come save me with dramatic Justice?

The dams built in my sockets attempt to reach back into my face,

Fighting to run, to hide. 

"Your fault" I look around,

I am alone. 

People say they prefer my side,

But my weekends are filled with me and I.

Clouds pass, 

The moon shines.

I look around, 

I am alone.

"Why do you give so much?"

"Try so hard?"

Because the space a person takes relieves the taste of loneliness in my heart 

Makes the air around me warp into a sweet blanket made from personalized birthday cards.

But the floor was dusty and plain,

I should've known

a rectangle stain of an empty space.

where a rug once was,

Why throw it away?

Just to have to get another? 

after it can't handle the tacks of heavy footprints like the others.

I guess that's how friends are,

Fueled with shame.

No one in sight,

but them to blame. 

Author's Note

I need help connecting thisss