I am such a villain in your heartbreaking story.

You have loved me,
gave me everything I wanted,
but as toxic as I was,
as inexperienced and idiotic I was,
neither could I give you anything in return,
nor could I love you.

I now know,
that it is all my fault.
Me having an existence is a big sin.

I will slit my throat,
let my blood splatter on the floor,
I will cut open my heart,
squeeze out the dark blood,
since its not pure.

You have to clean it up,
again my mess,
that one last thing,
this unfortunate devil,
has for you...