She has been my greatest lover
My truest companion
My safe haven
My everything
Without her
I am no one,
Nothing

That the one I love most finally wakes up from his perfect illusion of me and sees me the way that I see myself.

Let go of all the pain of the past and feel how much lighter your journey to the future becomes.

I’d rather you tell me
That you hate me to
My face.

Because I know you
Don’t give a ****
In any case.

So what’s with the chit-chat
And wasting of
Breath

Would you come to my
Funeral, pretend-cry
At my death?

They say that I’m
Too much to
Handle

Yet they never seem
To handle me with
Care

They say that I’m
Unable to
Trust

Yet they break it the
Moment I’m not
There

They say that I’m
Far too
Insecure

Yet they won’t
Help me
Heal

They say I’m
Cold and
Uncaring

Yet they ignore
What I
Feel

They say that I‘m
unable to
Listen

Yet they are the
Ones who can’t
Hear

They say I’m
Afraid of
Love

Yet there is
so much to
Fear...

I wonder who wounded you
For you to be this way...
For you to be so callous
And cast love away.

I wonder who wounded you
For you to be this way
I will no longer despise you
But for your healing pray.

I gave you an  
Invitation,
Accepted your
Invasion.
So who really
Is to blame,
If we both treated
Me the same?

You said you
Loved me...
And it set
Me free

Only to later
Lock me up
And throw
Away the
Key

Yet it appeared
Quite fine as I
Had been
Locked up
Before

The difference being
That I was the
Warder of my
Own prison
Door

Tell me, who is to
Blame
When we hurt
Me the same?

You saw me suffer
And worsened
My existing
Pain