Words Matter

Most of the time I don’t even know what today is Then certain dates roll around that I can’t forget

I took the blame

And you were happy to let me

You’ve broken my heart into a thousand different pieces, in a thousand different ways Each time I wonder if this will be the last It isn’t; Somehow I always manage to forgive you

#need something to grab onto #to ground me #feeling lost #hold my hand #before i float away

“I thought you loved me.” She said, questioningly

“I do.” He sighed

“Bullshit.” She said, her anger snapping. “This isn’t love, to pick and choose when it’s convenient for you. I’ve been there for you no matter what and where have you been when I needed you most?”

Hanging on by a thread Waiting for you to cut the cord

The darkness in my head thick viscid pulling me under

I once thought you had come to banish the darkness It turns out you only came to snuff out my remaining light

I pray one day you will drunk text me So you can finally find the freedom to express all those things you’ve locked up deep down