Soapbox Rally

late don't catch me i'm breathing pausing quickly to take in cold sutures that won't stop wound weeping are blameless as when you were told and my chest caves in heaving what could you prove to us all appliance of gauze won't stop bleeding but refuse to rise from your fall you blame yet things stay the same as they had always been you blame you won't come and look at the time you wasted you shamed us that crushed us all and blamed us i found rain the choice was not yours comfort could not take but you spare us always