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The way it was.
Patience. Laughter. Love.
Before all of this.
What happened?
To lead you
To lead us
Down this path of obvious destruction?
The hate in your voice
The lies on your face
Every step we take
Is another down the road
Dead trees lining the sides
Crushed hearts paving the way.
Is this what you meant
When you said you loved me?
Pop your jaw again
While you're grinding your teeth.
Let the frustration surge forward
And take away everything you ever were to me.
I lined my pockets with words
So that the next time this happened
It wouldn't.
I can do this.
If only my pocket didn't rip
And all those words didn't float away.
You were
My best friend
My closest confident
The one I could always count on,
Regardless.
No you are
The one I'm afraid of
Of hurting, or saying something to, of angering
The one I can't talk to
The one that hides everything.
You said:
You would always be there.
Where are you now?
When I need you?
When we need each other?
You're playing some flipped version of
Tug-of-War.
You push, I'll pull.
Hold on my tightest.
Because you asked me to.
Everyday, looking forward to the ghost of a smile
That's all I'll get from you.
It's sick, really.
The way I try so hard to make everything better.
And relish the sharp comments,
Because at least they aren't the worst you could say.
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