Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Talk. To. Me.

I feel like I'm about to explode
I can't take it. What is this?
I take a step forward,
And now I see myself a mile behind.
What do you want from me?
What am I doing wrong?
What am I not seeing?

This is where my weakness comes in.
I feel my breath getting faint.
I feel the strong pain in my chest.
I want to scream.
I feel the lacrimation ready to make its exit.

Are you pushing me out?
Do you not want me in your life?
Talk. To. Me.
Don't you trust me?
Don't you see how much I care?
Am I not good enough for you?
Do you hate me?

You affect me so much.
You make me feel so high.
Make me feel so low.
Your words are so strong.
I feel like I'm getting killed slowly.

TALK. TO. ME.

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