Friday, March 31, 2017


You walk all over me each step crushing my spirit.  I'm barely alive, gasping for air, yet you still demand more from me.

You can't see past your own conceited selfishness, except to view the better way to manipulate me more.  

I love you and I want to despise you.  I am shattered to a thousand pieces and life has spewed me forth with reckless abandon.  You're so self centered you're completely oblivious.  You never look below your nose to even notice the damage you're doing.  I don't even know if you really care.  

Sometimes you say you do, but you never show you do.  At least not to me.  Maybe you don't like me??  

Monday, March 13, 2017

I'm sorry

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry I can't be what you need me to be.
I'm sorry I can't read your mind.
I'm sorry life isn't fair.

I'm sorry you won't let me help you.
I'm sorry I don't know how to help you.
I'm sorry you shut me out instead of let me in.
I'm sorry your choices reflect poorly on me.
I'm sorry I let it get to me.

I'm sorry my mind is a jumbled mess and I can't focus on anything in particular.

I'm sorry that I have to take care of myself and my happiness instead of allowing you to take me down your dark paths.

I'm sorry, but I don't know if I can go with you.