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There needs to be an urgency,
A frenzy to our love,
If I cannot feel the lightning,
Let's both just pull the plug,

Bring me to a boiling point,
Manipulate and tease,
Send me past my deepest pride,
And down onto my knees,

I'm waiting for a reckless fire,
Too strong to deny,
Destroying all that's in its path,
Aside from you and I,

So bring your hell upon me,
I have weathered it before,
I'm asking for your true self,
Nothing less, and nothing more.
Walk to the end of your driveway,
Bring scissors,
Cut the universe starting there,

With everything you've got,
Tear it open,
Watch the energy bleed out,

See the stars, the streets, the trees,
Roll up into one,
Until you can't tell yourself from the ether,
Until you really get it,

Now, take fifteen steps back,
And take a look,
Tell me,
What's the difference?
I've been tired lately,
When I'm tired it shows up on my face,
And in my body language,
Like a bold flashing sign,
Topped with puffy eyes and weak shoulders,

I've been fighting lately,
With the world and with other people,
To be recognized for who I am now,
Not what I did before,
And I've been fighting with her too,

The old, younger me,
Caught up in her surroundings,
Too focused on what went wrong,
Never looking forward and so never moving on,
Who just wouldn't let up on me,

"You're not good enough,"
I know that,
"You're not good enough,"
Okay I know that, but,
"You're not good enough."

Well you know what?
That's not good enough.

I can't use that,
There is no benefit to that kind of thinking,

Fear of rejection,
Fear of success,
Those are not good enough reasons to keep me in critical condition,

Self-loathing is not good enough for me.
It's not good enough for anybody.

"You're not good enough."
Says who?

— The End —