Who?

A Poem by Kristin

KMP** Dated: 2008. Questions reflecting part of my past.

Why did I let you inside?
Why tear at my wounds?
Why am I always alone?
Why can’t I trust you?

For even the weakest will fall, some time
For even if I couldn’t breathe…
Who was I to run to? When everyone betrayed?
For once a piece is broken, I just have to leave.

Why write a new story?
For every word crossed out
In a letter, in my head
Trusting you without a doubt

That’s a laugh over and over
For whom can I tell it all?
The day I live, the day I die
I’ve imagined worse, imagining a wall between you and me.

Who can I talk to?
Who can I trust with my life?
Who can I abandon?
Who will always listen and not begin a false tale?

So many possibilities that was misunderstood
Picture burned a hole where my heart once contained…
A small smile, the one so familiar always catching my attention
Whose voice could always draw me from a dream?

Sick of the questions
Sick of the lack and taste
You’ve left a scar that no one can see
You’ve left your presence, but stole my heart

The only questions remaining
Remains in my memory holding it still
Time has frozen for you and me
Claiming you have changed, but answer these for me.

How can I welcome you back, when I still feel the pain?
How could you not realize the fear in my eyes?
How come I just feel you don’t listen to me?
How…could you be so familiar with everything I do?