Guilty

Yes, I am guilty.
No more reason to point the finger.
Yes, I understand you had trust in me,
But I hope you understand I have trust in a trigger.

I am guilty beyond reason.
I don't care how scarred it left you.
My ultimate crime, you say, is treason,
Oh but you too let it consume you.

I am the hierarchy.
I know how bad you needed a friend.
I am the guilty,
But I am glad it has come to an end.

Guilt.
Being guilty.
An ever living flower that always wilts,
My close acquaintance with your death has proven me.

I was your beginning.
I am your end.
Yes, I am guilty,
As guilty as sin.