Do you care?
No.
All you care about is other people and what they think.
God forbid anyone thinks you love me.
My head says leave.
My heart says stay.
My body craves you.
I’m torn.
Some days are great.
Some tear me to pieces.
I can’t show emotions.
Emotions are weakness.
You show me that everyday.
Your threats to leave are what you use to keep me in line.
Your fucking with my head.
I begin to ponder every thought.
Every word.
Every smile.
Every action.
My thoughts imploding in my head.
I’m where I never wanted to be.
Yet here I am, not knowing what to do.
I need something to help me forget.
To help me not care.
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