Release all your pain,
I just want to see you.
I want to gaze in your eyes
and ask all the
“How are you’s”.
What have you achieved
since you escaped me?
Where have you traveled
and not taken me?
Who have you talked to
and spoke about me?
I suspect you will walk away
like you always intended.
Perhaps getting to know me
was a bad choice.
I’m not your source of pain,
it’s your not knowing what
you need in life that
bites you.
You better not blame me for
the mess we walked through.
So much in the way we
had no room to walk
together.
You brought me in and pushed
me away at the worst time
in your own life.
I saw you as bold then you proved
you can be a ****.
You’re not a ****,
you’re just trying to
be.