I feel alone.
No one is here,
there is no light at the end of the tunnel.
You do not know me,
yet you speak to me as if you do.
I hide from you with words,
carefully planned out so that i am left to be.
You think i am stubborn, rude, disobedient,
but yet you do not know me.
You know the me i want you to see,
the me with a hard exterior that cannot be broken.
But i am fragile,
I break more with every fight that we have.
This is not what i want you must understand,
but when you won't listen to the words i have to say,
what do i do?
My screams turn to tears and i yell even louder,
your anger is contagious it rifles me with fear.
My breaths or short and i cannot breathe,
But this is what you must not see.
I finish our fight to make sure you would leave,
i don't want you to see how this anxiety has consumed me.
I can't let you see how it has taken over me,
how is is rooted itself into me.
I am alone left to fight this battle,
this battle i have been fighting for far to long.
I do not want to be alone,
but do i have a choice when you turn as cold as stone?
It seems our fights have taken root,
and there is no way i can be forgiven.
I deserve the tension, the hate, the anger within you,
but not forever, not after i beg and plead for you to forgive me.
Not after i change and try to earn back your trust,
I do not deserve your anger or hate.
So won't you please tell me you love me,
Before it's to late.
Nov 21, 2013
Nov 21, 2013 at 5:36 PM UTC
I feel alone.
No one is here,
there is no light at the end of the tunnel.
You do not know me,
yet you speak to me as if you do.
I hide from you with words,
carefully planned out so that i am left to be.
You think i am stubborn, rude, disobedient,
but yet you do not know me.
You know the me i want you to see,
the me with a hard exterior that cannot be broken.
But i am fragile,
I break more with every fight that we have.
This is not what i want you must understand,
but when you won't listen to the words i have to say,
what do i do?
My screams turn to tears and i yell even louder,
your anger is contagious it rifles me with fear.
My breaths or short and i cannot breathe,
But this is what you must not see.
I finish our fight to make sure you would leave,
i don't want you to see how this anxiety has consumed me.
I can't let you see how it has taken over me,
how is is rooted itself into me.
I am alone left to fight this battle,
this battle i have been fighting for far to long.
I do not want to be alone,
but do i have a choice when you turn as cold as stone?
It seems our fights have taken root,
and there is no way i can be forgiven.
I deserve the tension, the hate, the anger within you,
but not forever, not after i beg and plead for you to forgive me.
Not after i change and try to earn back your trust,
I do not deserve your anger or hate.
So won't you please tell me you love me,
Before it's to late.
