The demonish ailment

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I know I told you
"Never leave me"
"Fight for me"
"We'll get through this"

But Maybe I was a little ignorant,
Maybe I underestimated your pain
The pain which came so suddenly,
The pain which might take you away so suddenly.

Or maybe I was just too selfish,
Too scared to be alone,
Too selfish to let you go away
Instead of you living through hell.
Living with this demonish ailment.

But now that I am right in my mind,
I know you can't take it anymore.
Even if you say you can,
Maybe now you're too selfish
Too scared to leave me alone.
Too scared to go alone.

But know that I am telling you now,
"Leave me"
"Don't be too hard on yourself"
"Stop fighting"
Maybe I'll get through this
Maybe I won't have to hide the crying now,
Maybe everyone will cry with me now.
Maybe this is as hard as it gets.

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