So why do we run away? I mean I felt that there were plenty of times I just wanted to run from me. I wasn’t mad at her I was angry at me. I made these god awful choices and now I am living with the results. There are so many times where I was angry with myself, but believed so much that she made this bed and now I have to rest in it. What do I know, really? I have no idea what she is feeling right now. That makes everything all the more difficult. I do have a brain. I think that she is either feeling horrible about everything that she has done, and she is burying herself away. Then again I feel like she doesn’t really give a shit anymore and has forgotten the whole situation and has moved on.
Here I am stuck in the past bring up these problems that nobody cares about anymore, but that’s my big point. Why can everyone just walk away and I am trapped in this endless pain?
I dream of you draped in wires,
Hoping that you would spill all the blood that I inspire.
Can you see my meaningless heart,
It sweats and shakes until it falls apart.
I can strike with these tired eyes,
But I wish to see you fall.
I got this soul, and it’s all fired up.
I’ll teach you all the things that run rabid in my head.
I welcome your sweet heart to this twisted game.
I’ll make it bleed and I’ll make it break.
I’ll take you all on!
There is no crutch,
I can bind you with your lines.
Let you fall face down like I have.
Life and Poetry
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