Don't tell me lies
Don't you ever tell me lies
Don't tell me you imagine a future with me when you don't even think you can deal with my baggage
I've told you about all the bad things I had to bring into this relationship
I fucking told you everything, and you said it didn't matter
You said you didn't care
But you did and you still do
Don't tell me that you're willing to deal with my baggage
When you know your arms are too weak to carry all of it
You have your own issues after all
You should have never prioritized my problems over yours
It's too much to carry
Don't say you'll be next to me when we're 80 and I'm still depressed
Cause now that you said that you might not be able to deal with this chemical imbalance in my brain
That beautiful future is fading away
I have no hope for a good future if I know you aren't in it
If you're not there I might as well die
I don't deserve a life without you
And it's my fault that I feel this way
I'm too clingy
Something I warned you about but you said you were too
I'm glued to you
I'm attached to you
I've planted my roots in you
I can't escape now
I'm trapped in your love
I can't escape it now it'll cost my life
But you can escape easily
Youve threatened to end things
You've admitted that it was manipulative
So why do you still do it
I beg you to get help for yourself cause you fucking need it
But you never listen
You always forget
But whenever I have an issue you give your 2 cents right away and I have to take your advice
I'm not allowed to decline
It's either I do as you say or you're mad at me indefinitely
That really isn't fair but I'm not too sure anymore
Is it fair to do that
Is it correct
Does it make sense
Cause I'm not sure what's wrong or right anymore
The way you speak to me seems correct and normal
Yet I'm stuck here imagining what another person would say
"you'll be okay"
"don't cry"
"this will all be over soon enough"
Is what I wanted
Instead I got
"I can't deal with your depression"
"if you don't do this I'll be mad"
You know how much stress I get from being pushed to do things
So why do you do it
You see me in distress when you tell me to confront someone
Why do you push me
I told you it doesn't work
It never does
Then I get stressed for no reason
A lot of the times I imagine someone else saying
"oh yeah, that's cool, I'll respect your decision. I don't agree with it, but I'll let you do what you think is right"
Why can't it be that simple
I just want simplicity
I avoid complexity as much as possible
It confuses me
It frustrates me
It annoys me
It irritates me
I can't deal with issues
So why do you push me
I'm sorry
I'm sorry I'm such a burden
I'm sorry I have depression and countless other things
I'm sorry you have to deal with me
You deserve better
I'm sorry
I'm sorry
I'm sorry
YOU ARE READING
Poem Collections
PoetryJust a bunch of poems I wrote for my writers craft course. I might add more but who knows.
