Why is it the ones who you care about most? It's the ones who you connect with most. The ones you you are most comfortable around. The ones you want to hold on to, you start to fall for. The ones who helped mend the broken heart with their love and compassion, are the ones you find yourself griping onto. The ones who you let in. The ones who.... Know how to make you feel things you don't feel with others. That's something that not anyone can do. You let them in, in your mind, in your heart to see what is truly there. What makes you tick. What makes you cringe. What makes you who you are. They ask how much you have hurt, wanting to be there for the next time you need help. They want to you know that they are there. That they want to help. They want to be close. Right there by your side. But then it becomes something more.... Something you are scared to let go of. Someone you know you shouldn't bring into that kind of relationship, one that puts you at risk. One that puts them at risk. You don't want to hurt them, like you do everyone else. Or at least like I do.
Pushing these kind of people away. The ones I love most. The ones I trust most. The ones I beg never to let me go. I hurt them. I push them away, if not the other way around. I had always been the reason I'm alone. Whether it's because I am psycho, or because I am what most see as demonic. I hurt those around me, and the ones that know who I am run away in fear.
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PoetryDoes anyone know the feeling that no one knows you? That you always put on such a good act that people can never tell if you are okay or not?
