Sunday, September 1, 2013

I'm The Rehab, You're The Drugs( 9/1/13)

Well, after a week of hopelessly hoping i finally got contacted from you. Tears filled my eyes as i read your name pop up on my phone. I had sat in the dark all week waiting, Alone. As i go to reply, i sigh. I can't figure out what to say, and i don't know why. After all i've waited and waited for your text or call. when all the love i have for you is hidden away. Where for awhile it shall stay. What you said wasn't at all what i wanted to hear, but luckily it wasn't the things i feared. You still hold my heart, Dear.

I can't get it back, my soul now darker than ever seeing nothing but black. I need to start cutting you more slack. I know i deserve more and better, and that the storm we're stuck in will pass as it's only bad weather.
But i can't help but want more, and not just things bought from a store. I want your heart back, i want myself and my name in your core. In your bones, enough to make you feel sore. Even more, than already. I know you hurt, but i hurt too. How long is the pain here to stay, how much do we have to go through before it goes away. When there's nothing left to say, and the demons in my head are no longer at bay. i'm cast out to sea, and my demons they can follow me. Follow us, it's all left up to faith and trust.
 Non of which i have anymore. god this has become such a bore. Writing over and over again about the same whore. How much do i have to try, how many tears are left to cry, before it's over and done.
Before the darkness becomes the sun. before night becomes day. Before all of it goes away. and for when the happiness comes back and is here to stay.. I just hope we're not stuck this way. and that in the end we'll both be okay.

Hopelessly hoping, barely getting by barely coping. i give and i give and i give. roping. Grab hold, and let's grow old. together. we'll get through it, we shall not fear the weather. for i know it will get better.


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