You are so needy to the point of draining me
Yet I need to struggle to stay afloat even if all the shit thrown my way is weighing me down trying to drown me
I thought your love is what would save me
But it was like a big rock on top of everything
Not alleviating any pain but adding on it instead
I thought your hugs would comfort me
But I can't seem to breathe under it
A suffocation I can't seem to understand
Was your love what I needed? Or was it something I need to let go to find my inner peace?
I lost half of my heart in front of you
Yet I don't think you see how I struggle to live
Demanding to have what is left of me
I am dying inside just to portray a happy lady
Because that is what you need to comfort yourself
But how about me?
How about the love, happiness, and peace that I have lost?
How about the no longer existing value I think of myself?
Was I left behind in this world just for someone to consume me as a whole?
With nothing to hold dear in my life,
But bitterness and hatred for myself as long as I'm alive?
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The Past
PoetryI lost my Mom at 15 on Valentines day I lost my Dad at 21 on Christmas eve Not seeking any sympathy just pure therapy. Ever wonder what it's like to be looking in the sky and be there in the actual moment? I badly wanted to be there, not just lookin...
