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HOW CAN SOMEONE BE SO SELFISH

AND PRETEND

THEY'RE DOING IT FOR ME


HOW CAN YOU ONLY THINK OF YOURSELF

AND TELL ME

IT'S FOR MY OWN GOOD


HOW CAN YOU COMPLAIN

TO ME

AND TELL ME EVERYTHING;

ALL OF YOUR THOUGHTS

FEELINGS

DESIRES

WISHES

AND THEN LEAVE

LEAVE ME WITH THIS PAIN YOU HAVE

THE PAIN YOU DUMPED ON ME


BECAUSE THE BURDEN IS LIGHTER

IF THE BURDEN IS SHARED


BECAUSE YOU CLAIM YOU 'CAN'T DEAL WITH ME' ANYMORE

THAT I'M TOO MUCH TROUBLE


YOU FUCKING KNOW WHO YOU ARE.


YOU MAKE ME FEEL SO WORTHLESS BECAUSE THE WORST PART IS THAT

I LOVED YOU

I LOVED YOU

I LOVED YOU


AND YOU WERE EVERYTHING

TO ME


I TOUCHED THE STARS

AND GAVE THEM YOUR NAME


IN THE SNOW,

YOUR FACE

IN THE COLD,

YOUR LAUGH

IN THE NIGHT,

YOUR HAIR


AND


ON MY HIPS,

YOUR HANDS.


GOD, I LOVED YOU.

AND YOU TOLD ME

I CAN'T BE LOVED

THAT

I AM UNLOVABLE

THAT

YOU TRIED YOUR BEST


BUT I JUST HAVE SO MANY THINGS

YOU CAN'T STAND


YOU TOLD ME YOU USED ME

YOU LED ME ON

AND THAT I AM AS WORTHLESS

AS YOU MAKE ME FEEL


AND I TOLD YOU

OKAY,

ALRIGHT.


I FUCKING HATE YOU

BUT I WANT YOU

SO FUCKING BAD

AND WITHOUT YOU

I CAN'T BREATHE


WITHOUT YOU

THE WORLD SINKS INTO ITSELF AND

MY THOUGHTS COMPRESS

INTO LAYERS ON MY BIRTHDAY CAKE

MY WISHES ARE ALL YOU

AND EVERY TIME I BLINK,

IT'S FOR YOU


EVERY 11:11

IS FOR YOU

EVERY FOUR LEAFED CLOVER

IS FOR YOU


YOU ARE THE BLOOD

IN MY VEINS

AND THE TEARS

IN MY EYES

AND THE NAILS

ON MY FINGERS

AND THE TINGLING

IN MY THIGHS


YOU ARE THE ONE I RUN FROM

WHEN I GET HIGH

AND THE RED

IN MY EYES

THE SMOKE

IN MY LUNGS

I USE TO DISTRACT

ME FROM YOU


YOU


YOU ARE THE REASON I STARTED SMOKING,

THE REASON I STARTED DRINKING,

THE REASON I NEEDED

EXCUSES

NOT TO FEEL

NOT TO WORK

NOR TO WALK

NOTHING

BECAUSE YOU LEFT ME

AND WITH YOU 

YOU TOOK EVERY PIECE OF ME

I THOUGHT I HAD


 I FUCKING HATE MYSELF FOR LOVING YOU

AFTER YOU TOLD ME

TO LEAVE


AND I'M THE ONE WALKING INTO THE KNIFE YOU'RE HOLDING

IT'S NOT YOU STABBING ME IN THE BACK

AND I AM SORRY FOR THAT


I AM SORRY FOR MAKING YOU FEEL LIKE YOU ARE

EVEN THOUGH IT HAS ALWAYS BEEN ME


THE ONE WHO FUCKS US BOTH

IN THE ASS.

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