A Piece of Me

Help Me out of this Circuit

I am hurt

because you are hurt

And because you are hurt -

you hurt me. 

And because I am hurt I write these bleeding words that only end up cutting you up on the inside

Which ends up evoking fear and sadness cutting me up on the inside -

fear because I fear you'll either never care enough to read these poems or just not care enough about me at all to give me the time of day

sadness because you disappear so fast, so easily, making me wonder what I've done wrong or what I said to make you hate me. 

Maybe that's why we're both still lonely and miserable...

We keep hurting each other. 

But maybe that's what makes us perfect for each other - 

we're both pros at hurting - hurting ourselves, hurting each other. 

Maybe we are meant to be, maybe we're not. 

Maybe. 

I'd like the cycle to end so someone else can have a chance to hurt me. 

After all, 

we only get one life. 

And I've spent six years of mine pining (hurting) for you.