Nov 04 2014
For you
The guilt – it presses down on me
Like sheets of solid stone
I suffocate beneath the weight
And fear I’ll die alone.
The anger. It takes hold of me.
It might not let me go.
And even though I hope it will –
there’s no way I could know.
The pain destroys reality.
And now there is no truth.
There’s only hurt and only fear
And most of it for you.
The shame. It’s slowly killing me.
Like poison. Bullets. Blades.
And slowly I lose everything.
Until all of me fades.
The love that used to carry me
Through all the ups and downs.
Now finds its place inside my heart.
Where it (and I) will drown.