#noedits
I'm sick of being told what to do
I'm sick of being told how to act
I’m not to blame
Your woes are not my fault
The weight is not on my shoulders
And yet,
I carry it.
I don’t understand why you do this
I care so much
You’re throwing away everything
It’s your life,
You’re a loser-
I would tell you, but you it’s too painfully true
I can’t hurt you
I won’t
Let myself
But you,
you hurt me
knife after knife straight to the heart
At the flip of a hat
I, I would drop the world.
You could whisper my name
-no matter the distance-
I would hear.
I shout your name
and you, you run.
You live your trash can life
I stand by and watch
I can hear the loneliness in your voice,
see it in your smile.
Yet, I’m here.
Waiting, always.
You don’t have to hide
or throw yourself away
YOU deserve better,
but so do I.
I won’t take it anymore,
I cant.
I’m done turning the other cheek
Masochism isn’t my ******
no matter how many punches you throw
no matter how many punches I take
I’ll never enjoy it.
I’ll cry for you.
I’ll cry for me.
I cry for us.
I may never forgive
I will never forget
but
I will always love you to the moon and back.
Sep 27, 2015
Sep 27, 2015 at 1:04 AM UTC
Go for it
no holding back
let the words flow
like winding rivers
that
fill up the widest valleys
allowing a freedom
which bends with every corner
seeking
journeying on
overcoming
and unrelenting
do not pause for thought
just as the current
which never dies
It's merciless drive;
let this be your guide, your wisdom, your anchor.
No edits, no deletions no
second guessing words
just let them fall
from skies
that have tickled
heaven with their puffy clouds
And then you will
find
the answers
that you always
undeniably craved.
Oct 21, 2025
Oct 21, 2025 at 6:47 PM UTC