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Mar 2014
Dig
All that I thought was solid ground
Is caving in around me now
I've tried to turn the other cheek
Just to get slapped in the other one
It's okay for you to hate me for things I've done
I've made some mistakes but I'm not the only one

I could never be what you wanted
You pulled me under just to save yourself
And you will never understand what's inside me
How much I could take was always the question
So you kept feeding me *******, hoping I would break
Now you know the answer.

It's all coming down around me
Do you even care at all?
I have no meaning, just a rhyme
As the dawn fades to gray
I'm left feeling uninspired
As you no longer mean a thing
You were like a slow cutting knife
As I drink from your poisoned well
With no home and nothing left to sell
I know why I'm in this hell
I just don't want to believe
That you could do that to me

I've got a cold stare as the wounds still there
But there ain't much left of me to bleed
Your short fuse
Is your own worst enemy
Because I have all these things that dig at me
Like your sickness that attaches and multiplies
No matter what clever medicine I try
Wish someone would just dig me up
From under the **** that's covering the better parts of me
And fill in all the holes of your empty apologies.

© Ashley Rodden. All rights reserved
Ashley Rodden
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Ashley Rodden  32/F/Missouri
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