Relapse

You want to play a game?
Come on, lets play.

I'll be black.
My moods remain negative,
But at least they don't swing.

Yours do, though.
So you can be white.
All the colors. Mixed.

We're all alone now.
Your expectations sicken me.
You have no idea.
Your angry words and stares?
They leave me feeling hopeless.

Nothing I say or do can fix it.
So, we're back to square one.
You're staring into nothing,
And I'm writing about our past,
Present, and future.
All in one.

This is an emergency.
We're losing ourselves.
We're losing everything.

I started to bleed,
And you pushed me harder.
I tried to explain,
And you listened intently.

Did you naturally push my words to the side,
Or is that where they go anyway?

We deserve to be alive.
We deserve to be more than we are now.
We deserve everything.
I'm trying to live,
I'm trying to progress,
I'm trying to be all we can,
But you're just sitting there.

Promises always fade.
And forever always ends.
Perfect always fades,
And we always end.