If only I can breathe in air,

Without feeling my own dispair,

I’ll let it go for troubles ease

And rest my head upon my knees.

If only I can see the light;

That burns within, that burns so bright;

Then maybe I am worth my life,

And maybe I’ll put down the knife.

If only my hands weren’t so sticky,

Then maybe I won’t feel so icky.

But the blood of those I killed for you,

Will always stain the sole of my shoe.

If only I can take it back,

And stop you from getting attacked,

Then maybe I can sleep at night,

And you won’t ever have to fight.

If only you could see my regrets,

If only you avoided those threats,

If only I loved myself as much I do you,

Then you would’ve thought this ordeal through.

If only my heart stopped,

If only my lungs stopped,

If only my mind, body, and soul stopped;

Then maybe this guilt, shame, and pain would stop too.

If only I wasn’t at fault,

At fault for committing your crime,

Then you would be behind bars,

Not me with your battle scars.

But shhh, it’s over now,

Our time together is done.

Just take your victory like a champ,

Since you’re the one who’s won.