Blame

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Did that really just happen

Did you just speak those words

I can’t believe you would do that

Blame me for our problems

After I have done

Everything you asked

Year after year I did

And you still find me at fault

I am dumbfounded

I throw my hands up

I am tired of this war

I leave you with a clear conscious

Knowing I have done all I could

Your life and your decisions

Are fully on you alone


Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – dumbfounded

It’s Not My Fault

“Don’t give me that.  I will not be your scapegoat,” she shouted at him.

“I didn’t say you were solely to blame, but you had a say in things too,” he turned towards her as she moved across the room.  “It might have been ok if you hadn’t been so pushy.”

“Pushy?  I will show you pushy,” she said as she walked directly towards him.

He put his hands up and held her shoulders so she couldn’t reach him.  He responded, “Let’s not make this physical.  It is not worth it.”

“Fine,” she said and stormed out the door.

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – scapegoat

It Is Not Your Fault

Tonight there is something

Heavy on my mind

A friend with a particular problem

And answers I can’t find

He blames himself

For his brother’s death

But there is no way

He’s the reason for his last breath

I tried to comfort him

With a few kind words

But it didn’t seem to matter

It’s as though I wasn’t heard

All I can do is lend an ear

And try to mend his heart

At least he has happy memories

And that’s a good place to start