Collapsing

I have been left behind,
This building set a flame,
Only blood you will find,
And only I am to blame.

One I had trusted,
Pushed the blade deeper,
The blade had thrusted,
Into the back of this sleeper.

But there is justice,
In the act of betrayal,
We can explain if you let us,
For this wound is fatal.

And it is the answer to our prayer,
This red that consumes us all,
Hell's own soothsayer,
Guiding us as we fall.

And this crutch once existent,
Collapses in on me,
Only one remains persistent,
And she is the only reason to be.

It is over time,
That I learn who is there,
So I write this rhyme,
To remind me who actually may care.