I sit here trying to feel better but with each second passing I'm failing and i cant even tell the one person that can help. I'm lost and hurt and i cant even smile. I'm choking on my tears and anger.
I'm only angry at myself for not showing her that i care or love her. I'm angry at myself because i cant help her anymore. I am getting brushed off and placed on the side. Something i cant take take in at this time. I need a friend. I need help. I'm to scared to let go and cave in.
My breath is short.
My lungs to weak.
My fears are a reality.
I'm falling apart at the seems and I'm the one to blame.
My darkness is taking over the light you put forth for me leading the way out if the tunnel. Only to be derailed by a Nick in the tracks . I'm screaming for your help but your the one drowning me in emotions. I'm doing wrong . I'm thinking bad.
Face it the reality is I'm not enough for you anymore.
You're getting further away and I'm getting closer to falling once again my rope you gave me i guess you took it with you. I'm reaching for a hand only to find a note saying
" don't be worried. I haven't been gone long but its a safe bet i won't be back anytime soon. By the way the knife is in your back "
I don't know what i did to you.
Maybe i never will.
