I’m The Monster

woke up to a story with my fingerprints on shame

blackout on my memory, but you remember every frame

you were trusting, you were laughing, I was poison in your veins

turned a night that should’ve been a soft place into chains

I can’t blame a single tear, can’t defend a single move

we were drunk inside the room, but that doesn’t change the truth

I’m the monster in this story, not a victim of the drink

I crossed a line I can’t uncross, now I’m drowning in the ink

if you never say my name again, you’d be more than justified

I’m the monster that should be hated for the way I broke your trust

I keep seeing you in flashes, hear you trying to push me off

feel your panic in my bones while I’m staring at this loss

every “sorry” that I write just sounds like static from my throat

I’m the villain in the chapter that I swore I’d never quote

no confession in a chorus can undo what I have done

every bar is just a bandage on a bullet from my gun

I’m the monster in this story, not a victim of the drink

I crossed a line I can’t uncross, now I’m drowning in the ink

if you never say my name again, you’d be more than justified

I’m the monster that should be hated for the way I broke your trust

this is not redemption, this is me inside the wreck

this is not a plea for mercy, it’s a tally of the debt

if I ever heal from this, it won’t erase the night I snapped

I’m the proof that “good intentions” never take a body back

I’m the monster that should be hated, and I’m the one who made it fact……. I apologize for what I’ve done……..