Untitled (the first of twelve)

If there never be one more word said
between the battered and broken,
only because those words were false
that i had blindly spoken,
and if this were all to sink right now
because we\'re barely floating,
then to you i say this,
\"you might have been right\"

(This is one poem of 12 that were written on the morning of 11/13 between 1:20 and 6:14 am)