Staring through this mirror image,
I lose the idea of what to expect.
Who are we anymore, really?
What have we left behind?
One more step
through reality.
As I stare here in blindness...
Leave me be.
On the best of days,
on the worst of days,
their words appear as poetry.
Things can be maddening,
he warned me surely,
but maybe I didn't listen well enough.
Lives changes.
We change.
Things turn 'round,
we can't expect.
Don't accept the punishments
you're so busy pushing on yourself.
This is not your life.
Don't live this lie.
In times like this, I lose myself.
Will you gather my pieces in your wake?
What do
you lose
for her?
What
do
you
gain?
All I am is all you wanted me to be.
I know things have changed,
and you don't have to tell me.
Scary as it seems,
I've grown up on my own.
Your concern is touching,
maybe overwhelming.
Would you believe me
if I insist I don't need you?
His voice was tired,
as he spoke to me,
painfully unsure
of the world around us.
Why have we changed?
His voice was pleading.
Why won't you remain
in the role we once laid?
Love, let me reach you,
let me sacrifice and worship.
Love, let me learn.
Life isn't always fair.

your tongue's like poison
so swollen it fills up my mouth

rs