Sitting at my computer Watching the time go by Why doesn’t it fly Instead it just ticks by ever so slowly At slug pace
It must just be My anxiety Creeping up from behind While I’m worrying about you
Gosh, what should I do? But I guess there is nothing to be done I said what I could Now it’s up to the clocks But I’m not very patient I can feel my stomach drop
It was just an argument How bad could it be… But my mind only sees All the fatalities Would it be all my fault? I hate all this drama Causing trauma
But soon it came to an end And you returned Seeming unburned Saying it was all good What a relief I know I shouldn’t have been so worried But it can get messy with a third party Now, I hope you all are better for it :)
People will always worry, That doesn't make me hate it any less. People will always worry, But I don't have much of a choice I guess. People will always worry, I hate that word so, so much. People will always worry, It just has a sour sort of touch. People will always worry, People will always worry, People will always worry, People will always worry, All because of that one night, When I tried to shut out the light.
How are you I hope your okay I want to ask but I know I won't I know you wouldn't tell me the truth, I do wish I didn't care but I won't ever stop, I know I don't cross your mind and that hurts. But all I can do is wonder, How are you
what's the point of trying.. when I know you're just gonna be the same ya I should be more understanding but this time I can't help but think that I'm just wasting my time.. on you I'm getting a little sick sick of this always worrying about you when you can't can't even listen to me am I whispering.. are my words going mute.. do they even even mean anything like you say they do to you…do they?
what's the point of caring..
Yaaa /: Edit: I was sad when I wrote this so it might not make sense.. ... [Ignore the tags <3 ]
Before I first opened my eyes Even before we had our first breath You have always suffered You have always felt his wrath. He was supposed to protect you, us He was supposed to love you, us But he's as irresponsible as a child. Painful truth, a true curse So long as he exist, So long as he breaths, The circle continues.
I'm the last line of defense, I'm the last one left to protect you. But I also have suffered enough, But I can't be weak, I cannot turn back. Because It is my greatest duty; My solemn oath to you, I promised to always protect you.
Though, I cannot erase the fact... I'm really... really tired. I want to take a break from him. I wish to get far from him, really far. My siblings left you, me...alone. I am just a child, I've held my ground; I've held my ground till I'm finally broken.
Why do I have to be traumatized by him? Why did we deserved all this? What did I do to deserve this? When will this ever end... Because I'm really tired... To protect you , all alone... To face him all by myself...
Can my worrying be replaced by calmly asking questions about what the situation is and accepting what the situation is? and calmly asking questions about how to improve the situation towards my joy and happiness?
There is a storm on the horizon. My forecast calls for rains of salt water and of sorrow And all of me will drown in its merciless fury And the winds of pain are but a warning, though they are far from subtle. To persuade myself that I shall not be engulfed in my own ocean Would be like persuading a tsunami not to crash ashore. But adaptation is a much simpler concept.
Note to self: It’s alright to be upset because you won't have that little bit of extra support for a while, but you need not worry. He’ll be okay, and so will you. When your house is flooded, there’s always shelter elsewhere. You just need to look for it.