I didn't want this to become about you. About the things you say and do. I wanted it to be about me. About my feelings and thoughts. But there are days such as today, I can't get you out of my head.
I feel... destroyed. Crushed. Scared. Small. Insignificant. Worthless. Secondary. Angry. Bitter. Conflicted. Betrayed. Untrusted. Vengeful.
Somedays I want to throw it all away. Say, "Fuck you," and take back everything you took from me. I don't care even if I did give it away willingly. You stole it by not giving me something just as valuable in return.
Let's pretend I'm brave enough. Let's pretend you're strong enough. Let's pretend you and I could even last long enough for me to finish this post... If you knew the thoughts in my head... If you could see the places others dread... You and I would be dead<3
Baby, I love you, you know that I do... Why do you have to be so cruel... Tell me you love me I need your love in my veins... Tell me you want me; keep me here; keep me sane.
Ugh. I don't think your capable of keeping yourself sane, let alone me. You do have your days. Where I am at my low and you pretend to be able to cope. You play the pretend game too? We both know you're not capable... Not any more than I.
When I tell you how you make me feel... And you tell me how I make you feel without even flinching at my words except in hurt and defeat... It's those times I know... My fighting is worthless. My feelings are worthless. And I truly am secondary.
You make me feel voiceless. What good is it to keep a caged bird who's too afraid to sing?
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