Wreckage

my ramblings...

Wreckage.

My mind.

Insecure all the time.

I was once loved, now I'm paralyzed.

I once thought love could never die.

Frustrated.

My simple life.

In dread.

You're high.

I'm so damn tired, why must you lie?

Beaten and bled by your hands and broken mind.

How am I the last to know you'd be so cold?

I wash away my blood but you've scarred my soul.

Someday soon, again I swear I'll be whole.

Forgiving the pain taking back control.

You've burned the only place you could call your own.

I can't be your home.

I'm gone.

Wounded.

I tried.

Suffocating, this hole inside.

I was once loved, now I'm just the next in line.

With you home is the place where I must hide.

Heart pounding.

You're high.

Last time.

Last cry.

Without a care, you grab and take until I tear.

How could I think I could save you if you were never really there?

Your addictions,

don't die.

Hands shaking,

throat dry.

I was once loved now I'm paralyzed.

I once thought love could never die.

Drowning.

My mind.

Your rage, the torrential kind.

Choking on the flood, it's too deep to swim.

Now's a good time for this s**t to end.