Carrying The Burden.

It is back.
I can hear it.
Falling on the roof.
And on to the ground.
Falling and I can't help her now.

She falling.
And hurting every step of the way.
And it is all my fault.
I take the blame.
It is my fault.
Nothing else to say.

I can hear it.
Hear the Rain.
Falling from the Skye.
No not falling from.
Falling because.

If only I would of kept my mouth shut.
If only I would of hung up the phone.
Before it was to late.
But I didn't.
And everyone knows it.
It is all my fault.
I take the blame.
It is my fault.
Nothing else to say.

Just as I thought.
Life was finally heating up.....
It all came crashing down.
But not how I wanted it to.
If it would only of crashed down on me.
Not on everyone else.
We would not be in this mess.

And I will always know.
And always carry the burden.
Of what I did.
That hurt the one I love the most.
And no not my mother.
Nor my father.
But my sister.
It is all my fault.
I take the blame.
It is my fault.
Nothing else to say.