Please, Listen

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For you, who can't stop, can't decide, can't willingly end, the pain you cause yourself. Whose stubbornness has created grave concerns, may you please, listen.

We're in this room together and I say,
please stop all the nonsense of your ways.
I look upon the various scars you have,
and tell you that this time you just can't.

You can't do these things that hurt you,
you shouldn't allow these pains to ensue,
stop looking into these dead reasons,
let them pass away like the seasons.

You know everything will go wrong,
yet you still want to continue along,
stop this nonsense and stop this pain,
can't you let the stubbornness go away?

You stare at me like I've been irrational,
and state things faulty and intentional,
trying to defend all the mistakes in every choice,
covering pain with flimsy praise and noise.

But, I just can't give in, let you go again,
see the results replayed, just like when,
when we both thought and knew much better,
still went with faults piled on like feathers.

Where tons of them, caused me to muster,
and learn of what we should not cluster,
together faults, and acts we know will hurt,
our battered hearts would then lose their worth.

Soften the heart that has been hardened,
to the voice of a saving love, and guarded,
by the petty shallows of fleeting desires,
kept alive by tempting yet venomous wiles.

So please listen, to my pleas and cries,
stop looking back with such empty eyes,
I know you know, that this road is pain you see,
I know you know, because you're me.

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