Steps
Creak creak creak
And I pretend I'm asleep
But oh, that doesn't matter.
For I haven't fulfilled your pride quite yet
I have still to state how wrong I am
To fill your emptiness
So mother beat me with your words and come back moments later with your assistance because I can't hate you.
No.
You have to take every bit of confidence from me and then make me feel guilty for being angry so yet again I eat my whole being with my mind
Mock my tears
Wipe them from my cheeks
and then slap them dry
Your mind games will be the death of me
And then feel bad for yourself because you continually lose
Don't worry about my soul,,
No, only cry for the families bringing casserole and patting your back.
Because that's where you find comfort.  
  In other people's brokenness

I'm sorry . How selfish of me.
Forgive me and please let me sleep