What I connect with you Is covered in pain In black mud and dirt All over
I slip and I fall Over it again If we play the same Old familiar game
And we're both not that bad No bad people indeed But the hurt that's inside Makes us lose our mind
It's my frustration speaking Or shall I rather say weeping? For a part of me knows I don't want to let go.
Close to giving up on us Closer than ever before Maybe that's the only way To be free and sane again
I am not ready to suffer Until one day we will die I need more than that From this one and only life
Hoping you'll understand My perspective someday And that I won't regret Whatever I'm gonna say
Trust me, all the dark mud On our lips, in our hearts Sealed up all the love left Which was there at the start
Now when I am looking up I am feeling empty Looking at the stars So bright, but I was beaten by envy
I know deep inside A part of me hates me I hate me for the fact That I failed to connect
That I failed to understand My problem at it's core so that I would know better and not regret The decision I made based on that
I need now to accept the truth But it's so painful Having you Beneath me
That's why my mind is looking For a way - to keep the distance And to stay away
Even though it's not less painful that way. What else should I say? Have I done enough? Really? Or am I simply sick of being the sick one after all? How about what did go wrong in your childhood and home? Is the trigger problem really only me? Or is it both of us and we are both trying to be free...
No answer to my feelings, thoughts and states remains Because the more I try the more I fail To see and understand. My mind is full of images I can't pretend. I need to know. What I want after all. ******, life makes you wanna have a second chance. All over again. Till the end. Feeling not much better than before.
But I know my dilemma is that all.
11/2023: Difficult relationship situation. Repeating painful cycles in conditioned patterns, hurting each other. I was looking for a way out of this, feeling guilty and desperate. Questioning everything. As always putting my complicated feelings and thoughts into words..
I am in a much better place now. Grateful to staying persistent and being there for myself in the most difficult times such as described in the poem.