2024
I fucking hate this.
I hate how when I'm not in the wrong, I still try to somehow turn it around.
You're cold as stone, nothing to say, nothing to make things better, making me feel like the villain.
Once I've calmed down I retreat to you, somehow hoping you'll have changed your behaviour, that you'll be different.
Being pathetic and begging you to not cast me away.
I hate how when I'm in the wrong, I sit there, I acknowledge the pain I've caused and I try my absolute best for you to feel the love I have for you.
I ensure you don't meet a cold wall, I try to offer solutions, I show I care.
Being pathetic and asking you to not cast me away.
I hate how two people can truly differ in situations like that.
I know I've done all that I could and I'll have to sit with my mistakes, with you or without you.
Being pathetic and begging you not to cast me away, whether I'm in the right or the wrong.
I tried.
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Chaotically Organized
PoetryWelcome to my chaotic mind, expressed in free verse poetry that just down right sucks, however it is the process of expression and finding myself. From healing, to pain, to falling down again, to hoping to find myself. Chaotically organized and sh...
