My Fault

Eight years of my life, I believed in you,

You loved me from your heart,

and I believed it's true.

Stupefied I was, as it was from your Wily Vault,

And so I surmise it was my fault. 

The care and love I ask you to serve,

As I believe your attention,

I do deserve.

You always pleased me with silver, gold and cash,

But for me they all belong to trash.

I'm sorry I know it was not your vice,

You were always trying to be better and nice.

In the race of achieving your dreams and goals,

You left me at North and you went South Pole,

You were busy in attaining those shiny stars,

You were not able to see my cuts and scars,

My emotions will never let your success be on halt,

And so I surmise it was my fault. 

While leaving me here you have build that truss,

Whatever you are doing it's only for US.

So now let me tell you it's superfluous,

I never wanted riches but always wanted 'US'

You still persist to be at pinnacle,

Considering me as your biggest obstacle,

I agree your Ethos I will never understand,

All my dreams has come to an end,

May you be on cloud nine and share your success story,

I may not be there to share your earned glory,

As I don't want to be in your dessert as salt,

And Hence,

I surmise it was my fault.

~ SM