Ouch
Why can't we
Speak the same language.
We made our own dictionary but still don't seem to connect....why.
And my soul reached out and reached for yours
And my legs began to talk
And what I felt filled my body with chills.
"He doesn't understand how much I need him"
I guess I feel like a vampire because I'm enticed by him im latched on. It throbs why can't he understand
I won't leave
Come back
Need me
You help me
If you leave so do I
Why has this become my heartbeat
Why does it help me so much
Face first
I tumble into a wall, rather a fall.
I slip
And trip into this wall.
Routine
Same old behavior.
Yeah it's me, but it's you too.
I barely kiss your lips anymore.
And when we're actually together, to appreciate each other, we're too busy watching the back of our eyelids.
I know you're busy I admire that.
But when you get upset and yell it doesn't make me want to talk, I'm scared to say what I feel. How can I. Why add gas to the fire.
I just want to be past it
But you're stubborn and so am I.
So repeat the same thing over and over again.
Don't you get tired of hitting this wall. It hurts.
Maybe I should turn the other way.
I don't want to. I want it to work.
Can we just walk around this wall. I want to communicate I want you to know
But I really don't know how to tell you.
If I knew I would tell you, pinky promise
But sometimes I get scared, of being hurt again, or things being too good to be true.
Others times I'm jealous...so damn jealous.
But I can fix that..right
I've been bruised by this same wall too many times.
Help me knock it down
Soothing
I lay here
Listening
The sound of him breathing
He's Alive.
His heartbeat thuds.
I am at a shortness of breath
I just want to stay here
Peace
I feel the peace
The peace of him resting
And in these moments my mind is has peace.
No one else to worry about
It's just us
I want to keep him for myself.
Why am I so selfish?
Because I don't want to experience the simple fear of losing him.
Without him,what am I?
And yet I can't savor the moment.
I worry
"What will happen next if you don't mind me asking."
I need to know!
Yet in this moment
Laying here with him
I finally feel
Peace.
Slowly
Eating away the sanity that was so secure just a short time ago.
You don't know whether you'll make it
The unknown
The memories that slowly cut you
The unknown
"Will I have this again"
Each blow
Harder than the first
...and yet each time you stand up.
Only to get knocked down harder
By
...the unknown.
Because your mind is racing
"How can I survive when I don't know what's next"
Living day by day
Survival is a bitch
Because you're told its the right thing to do
Says who?
Everything you planned
Smashed
By the unknown
You sit there broken, wanting to be healed
And still fearing the unknown
"His eyes were unknown
The sweetest unknown I'd ever seen.
They were something I wanted to know.
I wanted to fall deep inside the unknown that was him.
I wanted to know what he hid from everyone else.
Just to know ....... You know?
He slipped through my fingers
And everything I thought I knew
Slipped into the unknown
And I was left knowing nothing."
And if I had just knew nothing or knew everything
My mind might be at ease.
Here I sit again
Halfway in
...into the unknown
Muffled
Muffled
I hear groans as i toss and turn
Gently
the tears stroke my cheeks
I hastily wipe them away
"Are you weak"
Why does everyone leave
Why am I alone
Why do I push people away
What's wrong with me
I want to love so bad
But everyone has a trick up their sleeve
Everyone has trust issues which is the issue because it makes issues out of no issues.
I want to love him but he's not right for me.
Then what is
....What is right anyway
I try to avoid the pain that shoots through my chest.
That pain has become me.
I am broken
Help me
My heart takes another blow
Woah
Where am I?
Why have I stumbled?
Because I looked for you,
You said you'd never leave me so why do I feel alone?
And if I would've stopped listening to the people in the church and simply listened to what God was trying to tell me.
"Church folk"
What I always heard growing up
"Need to get in the church"
But it was never about the church at all
never about the people
never about the hypocrites that acted as though they were something they weren't
It was always about the
Message
The spirit
The relationship I had with God
But what do I do when everything I've been told is a lie
And trying to figure it out alone is so hard
I want to see him hurt
The kind of hurt that takes a lifetime to heal.
I want to watch him choke from coughing and trying to breath and crying all at the same time.
I want him to know what it feels like to think that your only option is crisply slice deep...
...to the point your arms feel numb and you just pass out blood dripping down your shirt.
Or to think about running away just to end it all.
The shortness of breathe
Waking up at night to tears and sweat.
Seeing someone else flaunt him when he was mine.
Or suppose to be I want him to feel that.
Like someone is taking a hammer and drilling it right through your chest. Deep.
Then I want him to be to feel the love return.
Unconditionally
Irrevocably
Intensely
Dive head first in love
To feel like the one that hurt him, heals him.
Holds him
Keeps him
Fix him.
Then to have that smashed down in a matter of a week. Ripped straight away from him
Make him feel the pain.
But then again. I want him to find love, love so true that he wouldn't want to hurt anyone the way he did me. I want his happiness.
....for him to wake up everyday and not want any other life expect his own.
My revenge is for him to know he gave up on someone that cared.
I want him to feel my forgiveness
Watch as I genuinely respect and care.
To realize what he lost and for him to just know
The hurt that I feel. Made me a better person.
I regret the choices I failed to make when the truth hit me dead in my face.
I sit
I wonder
I cry
I stress
Everything is piling up and it's becoming too heavy.
So why don't I listen to the signs.
Everyone can't be telling the same exact lie.
Realizing he wasn't the person i thought he was, was the hardest part.
Or maybe the hardest part was trying to continue after feeling like ending it all.
Drained
Every part of me.
And yet I couldn't give up.
I guess I just regret giving my all to the wrong person.
Because now I'm left with
Nothing
I admire anyone that falls down and get back up and succeed no matter how many times they fall... They brush off and try again, no matter how lonely they may be, they try again. Mental strength is the strongest strength you can have. It tells you to keep going when every other possible thing says
"why?"
The strongest people can get back up and keep trying
Nothing last forever
Giving in,
Giving all,
Terrified...
I fell again.
And for the same one,
it was months ago of course.
Beauty couldn't describe the beats of his heart through his chest.
Pure beauty.
I glorified everything.
His wrongs
His rights
His carelessness
Him......
Everything that made him
I felt my soul drip
Constantly
Draining me.
Who am I
What am I without ....
...him
"I love you" he spoke
As I clenched on to each word that brushed across his lips
Why did love feel this way?
The way she looked at him
The way she talked to him
The way she interacted.
The way she had what i didn't...
A deep personal relationship
Something that would hurt if it was lost.
The way he defended her.
I want that
I want that so bad.
I need that