Tell me if he hurts you.
And I'll keep track of every frayed fiber, seared by unkind discoveries
Each and every time, that he
causes you pain.
Tell me if you cry over him,
Tears fall inwardly as pieces of you begin to die and mimic behaviors that he favors.
Tell me of you are angry at yourself,
For trusting and believing faithfully.
For believing when most others would have given up.
Tell me if you feel broken,
On nights when the seconds seem to span into years. As every hidden fear creeps about your neck and chokes you till you lose consciousness, or
"Fall asleep".
Tell me if you are scared,
That he will not be what he claims to be. To honor his words and never give you reason to fear him. Or that if he keeps his word,
that you may not be good enough.
Tell me if this hurts you,
I cannot listen to your grief with a clear conscience.
Tell me if I hurt you,
when you realize that he'd already desert you, more than once. One time too many. Do you remember how difficult it was to breathe as he said that he didn't want you anymore?
Tell me if you are hurting,
And I will listen to your sobbing heartbeats,
while holding you in my arms.
I will hold you....
I will hold you.
Sep 16, 2014
Sep 16, 2014 at 2:56 AM UTC
Tell me if he hurts you.
And I'll keep track of every frayed fiber, seared by unkind discoveries
Each and every time, that he
causes you pain.
Tell me if you cry over him,
Tears fall inwardly as pieces of you begin to die and mimic behaviors that he favors.
Tell me of you are angry at yourself,
For trusting and believing faithfully.
For believing when most others would have given up.
Tell me if you feel broken,
On nights when the seconds seem to span into years. As every hidden fear creeps about your neck and chokes you till you lose consciousness, or
"Fall asleep".
Tell me if you are scared,
That he will not be what he claims to be. To honor his words and never give you reason to fear him. Or that if he keeps his word,
that you may not be good enough.
Tell me if this hurts you,
I cannot listen to your grief with a clear conscience.
Tell me if I hurt you,
when you realize that he'd already desert you, more than once. One time too many. Do you remember how difficult it was to breathe as he said that he didn't want you anymore?
Tell me if you are hurting,
And I will listen to your sobbing heartbeats,
while holding you in my arms.
I will hold you....
I will hold you.
