bipolar heart

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Your words are the words I took to heart.
Every word you said to me, was taken truthful.
When you said you hated me, I hated myself.
When you said to shut up, I shut up.
When you said I was stupid, I felt like there was no one as ignorant as me.
When you said I pissed you off, I got mad at myself.
When you said you wanted to be done, I wanted to be done with myself.

But then came along the other side of you.

Your words are the words I took to heart.
Every word to said to me, was taken truthful.
When you said you loved me, I began to love myself.
When you said you loved the sound of my voice, I would talk more.
When you said I was smart, I stopped doubting my opinions.
When you said I made you happy, I was happy with myself.
When you said you wanted me to never leave, I chained myself to you.

These chains still hold me hostage to your love. I hear your voice through my head every minute of everyday, when I awake, to when I fall asleep.
You're my disease but also my cure.
The chains you gave me to latch myself onto you; feel unbreakable.
I'm dragging my feet behind you, standing in your shadow, calling your name, reviving no reply..
Sometimes it feels as if all the bad times aren't worth the good times... but I always find myself crawling back to you, asking for forgiveness. Your chains hold me hostage to your love, and you've wrapped me up so tight, If you were to cut me loose... Whose to say I would leave?

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