It seems as though you were an infection.
I should of considered the rejection.
Now you are a disease.
You creeped up on me with ease.
I failed to detect the symptoms of your blight.
I didn’t want to fight your presence.
It would not have been pleasant.
Now I have to manage the outbreak.
Entirely for my own sake.
I should of never been blind to this at all.
Wishing I could recall the inception.
How could this have festered without detection?
Sucked into crazy world winds.
Excavading all my sins.
I am not immune and I should of known.
Hope I can heal sometime soon.
Never to encounter you on any phase of the moon.