The amphetamines are at
an all time high.
The excuses stay the same.
I worry that it's too much,
she assures me that its not enough.
I see the world around her spinning
slowly out of control.
She is immune to it.
If I voice an opinion,
the excuses shoot me down.
If I stay silent,
my morals and experience
make me feel unsettled.
I tell her that they make her
cold and distant.
She refuses to see it.
I look into her face and
it is blank.
Too lost in a thought.
Focused on that single issue,
to not see it.
I have to keep going with her,
abandonment is not an option.
I used to be the indulgent one,
now I see it all with different eyes.
I know what’s next.
But she won't let me in.
Oct 10, 2011
Oct 10, 2011 at 10:27 PM UTC
The amphetamines are at
an all time high.
The excuses stay the same.
I worry that it's too much,
she assures me that its not enough.
I see the world around her spinning
slowly out of control.
She is immune to it.
If I voice an opinion,
the excuses shoot me down.
If I stay silent,
my morals and experience
make me feel unsettled.
I tell her that they make her
cold and distant.
She refuses to see it.
I look into her face and
it is blank.
Too lost in a thought.
Focused on that single issue,
to not see it.
I have to keep going with her,
abandonment is not an option.
I used to be the indulgent one,
now I see it all with different eyes.
I know what’s next.
But she won't let me in.
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