The Mess

I'm sorry for the mess I've made
Others seem to cause it
I know at times I seem afraid
There's monsters in my closet
You love me, but who else is involved?
My ex's played games
I came up and revolved
Some how I maintained
Though, there are scars on my arm
They tell another story
No need for an alarm
I may not wake up in the morning
Are you ashamed of me?
I thought our love was real
I feel like a distant tragedy
But in time they will reveal
The cause of my death
The cause of this loss
You will take your last breath
This is the last bridge you shall cross
Revenge can be a frightning word
You can not own up to your mistakes
Forget about what you heard
One bullet is all it takes
Now whos affraid?
Veins with no blood
A house with no maid
Tears form a flood
Look at the mess you've made