don't you see?
Laughing at my dreams and wishes,
You define me.
Indifferent to the pain you cause,
The scars you bring.
I'm just sick,
Sick of this emotional abuse thing.
Every laugh is another bullet,
Right to my inner core.
Then the screams escalate,
Like a nineteen year old in war.
I try to shut you out.
To silence every word.
But you break down my walls.
Just to make sure I've heard.
I'm pleading with you,
Just stop this fight.
But you just laugh and say you won't.
So I'll do my best to be gone by tonight.
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