Please don't walk away
I would say
I would fight
to kiss and make up
for the fun of it, for thrill of it
but I don't want to fix this.
And after I've
been two inches away from you
I need to let water and soap
pour down on every inch of me
to feel somewhat clean
to restore my integrity.
After words reach my ears,
they come to me
of you, how are you,
what you've done to me,
I need to wash you out of my hair
and out of my mind.
Now I'm standing still in closed room
where my mind is dancing in circles.
It spins confusedly
how could I let you
ruin me.
It was my fault to keep you for so long.
Still I blame you
for killing my soul,
I'm worse than a street beggar
trying to run from the cold.
Stupid and Naive
Shattered what love?
if love means taking for granted
then you loved me.
I'm not coming back,
I'm not letting you in anymore
I need to think of me
I'll be fine when I'm not around you.
So please don't insist and pour salt
into our open scar
we've scratched in deep
to keep it throbbing.
just let me
stitch the seams closed
and let me walk away
like you taught me how to do.
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