He started out as just a friend,
My wounds, he would heal and mend.
I fell in love with his body,
Soul,
And heart, to no end.
Have you met me?
Then comes the two-sided fury,
The need for rush, the need for hurry.
Then the apology, the hope for right,
Yet I still hide from the monster every night.
The only way to for breathing was with my fingers,
The only way to let my screams out, when he would still linger.
But he has now taken this.
I am no one, have you met me?
Why?
Let me die, let me die, let me die.
It is better than these inconsistencies
First he loves me, now he lets me bleed.
So I do...
I need help,
Why not you?
I'm no good.
Have you met me?
In a way I can appreciate him,
For opening all the fake that I lived.
All the sins commited.
But now I can no longer live in ignorance.
I must face all of those I CONSTANTLY hurt,
I am a nuisance,
A criminal,
Worse than the worst person you have ever known,
Because now you've met me.
