I’m sorry I needed to hear you say it. I’m sorry I was so needy, so desperate to hear you tell me to my face. I’m sorry I wouldn’t let go until you did. But I’ve changed. I know how to take a hint. I won’t bother you anymore. I won’t keep dragging you down, hurting you, taking you to dark places you don’t want to be. I’ll listen to what you’re really saying instead of requiring you to tell me. I’ll read what I’ve been seeing between the lines for a long time, but tried so hard to ignore, simply because I didn’t want it to be true. I know you’re done with me. I’m completely used up. You have no more need for me. I knew it for a long time, but had to hear you say it before I would release you. I know that’s a hard thing to say to anyone, even after you’re finished with them, so I’m done waiting for you, expecting you to. You’re free. Free from me, free from my *******, free from my hurtful abusive captivity. I won’t hurt you anymore.

I'm always so wrong
There can't be any right
Drowning in the misery,
and blame this night

Withstand cold
Furies of winters snowed
Weather the pain
Of a gentle rain
Face the blaze
As fires graze
And hear thunder
Storming skies asunder

I want, oh how I need to run away
I used to have this lovely place
A place I could safely stay

But now I feel such a disgrace
I don't have this sanctuary anymore
It's a sadness I cannot begin to face

I used to bear the key to the door
And I could slip inside when in need
But now the threshold's gone; the horror

I have the energy, and oh what speed!
But I don't even have a faint clue
Where I should go, to where I could flee

I remain frozen, oblivious as to
What I could do, where I could run
I cry in silence. Paralyzed solitude

You say you are a friend
A friend until the end
I cannot comprehend
How you can just pretend
To so earnestly lend
The value of a friend
A friend until the end
Why do you just pretend...?

I could make your choice easier
I don't really feel like being "one of two"
It wouldn't be fun, but all the easier
Because I can't wait for you to decide "who"

Once there was a little brown bear
She had a tree she so loved to climb!
She would climb and climb and she could touch the sky
She loved the view from up high
Now the little bear's tree was sturdy; thick and tall
She knew just from looking around she didn't like other trees at all
But one day she tried to climb a wobbly spruce
It's trunk was so thin and it's swayed so loose
The little bear fell and she hurt her paw
And there hadn't even been a view to saw
So she limped and she squirmed back to her big tree
"Please," she murmured, "I would like to see
The view I have seen many times before
I hope you'll let me climb again, but my paw is sore...."
The tree waved gently, and picked her just a little off the ground
"I promise little one, none sturdier can be found.
I love you and enjoy you, and want you to climb high
I'll hold you for now, mend your paw," then he sighed
"It's up to you to climb, as soon as you feel better,
But my darling bear, though I'm one tree, I will unfetter
For you can climb higher and be safer than others around
Even when you get up very high, and so far from the ground
I won't let you fall, my branches will keep you safe
My daughter, my little brown bear, there's no better place"
And the tree held onto her, only few off the ground
And as the little bear looked up, she found
That the tree's immense love, and it's never ending height
Made for a life time of adventure, a beautiful sight
After her fall, she was scared to again
But then she looked, and a little higher, was her bigger brown bear friend....