Indebted

u allow me to
neither apologise
nor praise
maybe u r right
for neither will ever be enough
times of fun
times of misery
but never without u
it cost me one gem to find another
wading through rubble all the way
i wronged many right ppl
blind; but to my self
even though u say so
somewhere inside me it will never be ok
for the winter is what i made
to have shut the door
when i could have been your heal

but for my conscience
that is not guilty
i would not be