It's my fault you died

I wished it upon you. 

Every night being a scared little girl in the Big Big world

just taking care of you, got the best of Me. 

Your addiction ran us dry

and scared the death out of me. 

I didn't know what was going on, except one thing: the alcohol overpowered you in a way. 

Every night when you hit me, I wished upon your death.

I saw it in my head and pictured everything, and exactly how it would happen. 

 What I didn't know was that my wish was going to come true.

As you lay upon that bed with me, 

and be dead.

It happened how I invisioned it.

I didn't mean to wish upon your death as I did.

 Scared as a little girl in the Big Big world, addiction already apart of my life.

I have myself to blame as your death was my fault, and your addiction also. 

I didn't try my best to keep you away from it,

I wasn't a Big enough of an influence.

It is my fault you are dead, 

I am truly sorry, 

that I wished upon it.