I'm Not Able

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Why do you think that it's fine,
To come back after all that time?

Why do you think I should wait?
Why do you fight, tempting fate?

What makes you think I can last?
Don't you remember my past?

Why do you say I'm more than enough...
But don't come to me because of other stuff?

Why do you think I am stable?
I am not stable. Not able.

You were my ability, but you don't want me.
You'll fight for them but won't fight for me.

You apologize for being a coward,
But you're not a coward.
Meanwhile I'm showered,
With hate and judgements because I love you.
You know what I do?
What I'm supposed to.
What you said you would.
What I know you could.

But you don't.
And you won't.



I love you and that will never end.
And truly, on you I did depend.
The problem is...not even a friend,
Would leave me the deeper message you send.


It says, "You just have to be strong.
I'm content to just be dragged along.
If you want me, you fight for me.
I have no fight in me.
I think that your love choice is wrong."


I am not able to sit for that.
I was never stable til you loved me.
The problem is, now again I flatline,
And this time, you won't help me.

I know you can't say it....
You can't say anything.
I know you can't buy it...
But I didn't even ask for a ring.



All that I asked is all that I need.
I need you to be safe, loved, happy, and freed.
If I am to live too, I need you with me.
But you'd rather get yelled at by somebody.

You'd rather not deal with a death,
That was set up to hurt you,
And give up my breath,
That will always love you.

You'd rather not leave your 'family' behind.
I guess let me know if you change your mind.

I'm not stupid.
I know what your actions have said.
I can't do it.
The fire has died. It is dead.
You can light it again, if you don't wash it out.
Stop soaking the wood. Stop feeding my doubt.


I am not able to wait for not you.
If you don't chose me,
I can't live for you.
I'm sorry, I know that you're young and afraid...
But you're not stupid. It's not too late.
The choice has yet to be made.

Love me, or leave me.
It's up to you.
I am not able to.
I already chose you.



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