A Despised Scenario

So I saw you today, burning your canvases and crying bitterly. I wanted to ask if you felt upset. Or perhaps angry? But I knew that nothing legible would come out from you. So I stood, silently watching as you burned all the portraits one by one. 

I did want to wipe your tears and stretch your lips in a smile but I was sure that you would throw my hands like an unwanted object. So I witnessed your state.

I'm time and I'm space. I contain the dimensions and destinations so why try to escape? 

You ran away because I let the veil of reality down, like a coward calf from the Jackel. I'm neither a devil nor a Dayan. I'm only human, so do you blame me? Yes, blame me all you wish....because I'm a born antagonist with a pinch of morality. Let the accusations scald me like acid, I'll smile and drink the pain away if it provides you the solace that you desperately pray for. 

Perhaps now I'll be able to despise you.

Yours not truly (a lie it is).