Never Look Them In The Eye

Worse than knowing
The situation was my fault
Worse than patiently
Lining up a head shot
While you crashed
Around the cage
Worse than pulling the trigger
And watching your life
Curl up in a fetal position
While a final ragged breath
Escaped the lungs

Was a look of recognition
And relief
In your eyes
When I first found you
In the trap

Because of our history
You were certain
I was there to set you free
Or at least
Slip some banana chips
Through the cell bars

All in all
Just another haunting
I willfully
Take to my grave
Because you
Never had a choice