word emergence

those bloodstained words
emerged as though they were young children,
walking into the living room
ready to be punished for breaking something.
can you see
that truth,
simple to me,
complex in your ignorant
yet loving eyes?

do i get a free pass too?
no. i don't.
but every time you mess up
i toss it over my shoulder,
my punctured feelings
are simply apple cores,
waiting to be thrown
away.

sickness overwhelms me,
terror takes control.

those bloodstained words
emerged.
and that's all that matters.