Nights

K

Why do I hate you?
But I don't hate you.

You are so much more than you
understand. So much more than you see.

But I have to bare it in silence, or else you'll hate me.

A never ending cycle, that I can see. I'd like to stop it from beginning.

Still I see you struggle, see your pain. I know the answer.

But you wouldn't believe me. You wouldn't care.

I reached an arm out to you. Made a bold move, and tried to show you the way. Tried to help you.

You were confused. The look in your eyes told it all. You mistook my words for something said in pride.

There's nothing I can see. No way I can go. You are a slave to man, because you believe yourself so.

You allow the worst, and would accept no better. You are content living as an abused pet, until you're thrown away like a bad news letter.

You asked,
Do I love you?
As a person, yes.

Do I trust you?
Absolutely not.