octocentrailairiumism

if i could say one thing to you  
i'd scream it.  
 
your blood  
and that's fine,  
but my blood  
is all mine.  
 
i've had all day to think about it  
and all i could come up with  
is i'm sorry  
so sorry i ever came around,  
so sorry  
i thought  
i could ever return  
to this town.  
 
oh god,  
i'm so so sorry  
and its crushing me  
like an octopus under a boulder  
sinking  
ever so slowly  
into the deepest hole  
of the ocean  
 
that you've ever seen.