I was wondering if you really love me The words cut deep I love you I love you My heart is drained My head is spinning My flesh is crumbling Apart. I am the victim I am the victim Life is hard I am hard Hard on myself Like stone I am cruel, jagged And alone.
The Sea
It seems to me You don't exist I suppose I have to look harder Or feel Harder? After all You don't see a breeze, do you Through the breeze I can see Through the sea. Salty. Harsh serenity. Stinging my eyes And heart. You're deep. No sea, an ocean rather Sometimes punishing Always rewarding.
I don't want us to be over It is over. You did it to yourself You did it to us. How could you? I hate myself for being so stupid So naive So hungry for love Hungry for validation Fill me I am hungry.
Thank the lord the path is green It could be a lot worse Or so they say Some march for peace My march is solitary Solitary yet with purpose. Sometimes I wish I was stronger I wish I had horse blinders on I am peaceful on my journey Yet alone Prone to distraction Prone to self pity. Uncertain of what is on the other side.
I have never been on this path Yet I know the general direction I look in the greenery for tools Grasp what little I find along the way I have a feeling As the days go by As I lay in the shuddery Watching stars kiss the sky Every morning I awake Will be easier And the tools along the way More abundant.