It is strange to see her heart break
knowing that I am the cause
knowing that is not the first time
but it will be the last time
and feeling almost nothing
do I have a soul
or has it been trampled and transformed
into something indistinguishable
her blue green eyes well
her face crinkles into that form
trying to hold back the tears
that cannot be stopped
it is strange to be this man again
this one I have not know for some time
bordering on freedom and feeling pain
but not for her, and that is the worst of it
for myself, from fear and anxiety
do I remember how to be that man
will I be better than before
or just as bad as I was
I know I will never be lonely
I hope that she will not be lonely long
It is strange to hope for her happiness
even thought I am now the source
of all of her pain
we are broken
and cannot
be fixed
Mar 14, 2013
Mar 14, 2013 at 4:57 PM UTC
It is strange to see her heart break
knowing that I am the cause
knowing that is not the first time
but it will be the last time
and feeling almost nothing
do I have a soul
or has it been trampled and transformed
into something indistinguishable
her blue green eyes well
her face crinkles into that form
trying to hold back the tears
that cannot be stopped
it is strange to be this man again
this one I have not know for some time
bordering on freedom and feeling pain
but not for her, and that is the worst of it
for myself, from fear and anxiety
do I remember how to be that man
will I be better than before
or just as bad as I was
I know I will never be lonely
I hope that she will not be lonely long
It is strange to hope for her happiness
even thought I am now the source
of all of her pain
we are broken
and cannot
be fixed