I Can't Help

Yet another not-poem. . . I just don't know what to call these things O_O . . . it's not beautiful, it's not elegantly written, but I think I need to write. . . and I'm confused, so. . . deal with it.

He let his head fall in my lap

     The tears fell from his eyes and burned deep into the flesh of my thighs

I don't know when he decided he needed me

     But I know that was the day he started hating himself

I held his body down with the weight of mine

     I knew that if I didn't he would leave

It felt good to know he trusted me

     It felt so horrible to know that I broke his heart

I think they judged him too much

     And he found comfort in me because I never let them judge me

It makes me so scared to know how deep his pain runs

     And how hard he tries to hide it

I haven't cried yet, and I don't think I will

And as he falls asleep I think that maybe I should leave

Author's Note

I don't know. . .

Reviews

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wow. that's such a sad story. again, what a messed up relationship. geez... the words were really well chosen and placed so that with the indenting and size like that it almost is a poem. you're really good at these not-poem-but-still-poetic things. haha.... its unique because usually in poems the characters don't have much personality but in this one they do, they're more like actual people. its cool. i think you should turn it into a story... maybe? only if you want to of course. but i think it would be really cool. wow, sorry this was such a long monolouge. :/