Your fault

Lost, or abandoned,
in a resentful desert, stranded,
you were looking for a guide.

I came across, unknowing
that you lost your way, kept going
until there was nothing left to find.

At first, I seemed useless,
you raged, made up excuses,
claimed troubles just came your way.

But the deserted desert,
Lone, with no one present,
stood firm and backed my claim –

you were led here by the choices you made.