His Fault

See the man in the corner
With a sad sort of shape
Keeping hands in his pockets
Like he’s keeping them safe

See the man in the corner
With the monochrome eyes
Little shadows beneath them
From the things on his mind

I know what you’ve heard
But stories get told
He’s not quite the person
That I used to know
They say that he’s guilty
But I know he’s not
He’s the man in the corner
And it isn’t his fault

See the man in the corner
Playing hide-and-go-seek
But the world never found him
Like they never found me

See the man in the corner
Staring out at the room
Like he sees what is not there
Like he’s looking for you

I know what you’ve heard
But stories get told
He’s not quite the person
That I used to know
They say that he’s guilty
But I know he’s not
He’s the man in my mirror
And it isn’t his fault

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14 responses to “His Fault

    • Surely I can think of no greater compliment than to think i can share an emotion or feeling through words with someone else. It is very humbling to know it affects others. Thank you for your encouragement

  1. this captivates me, repetition and a dark theme joined together makes emotional and powerful poetry. the final lines
    “He’s the man in my mirror
    And it isn’t his fault” gives a powerful twist in the flow and it finally dawns upon us. it is like this poem is about us the readers, how change affects us. wonderful. keep up.

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