Stop

Is it too much, too late

To look through the pain, tears, and hate? 

I can't take much more of this utter lack of respect

It's not you, it's me. 

The words are like a disaster waiting to happen

And if they do, I don't think I could stop them

But at least I'd have comfort that I knew they were coming

All along

I don't wanna stay here

I just wanna be left alone

Left to my thoughts and my devices

Not worried about, but I know it won't happen

My devices are right here next to me,

But they're all turned off

Because I let my walls be broken down

I let people know the real me,

And now I'm hurting beyond comprehension

Not understanding of a single thing

This solitary tear that runs down my face

I wish I could say I was ashamed

But I know it's there for a reason

It's not you, it's me.

I don't know how to pen these words, 

So I do the best that I can

You moved so far away, and under the circumstances

I'm surprised I'm still in one piece

I wish I could see your face only one more time,

Unfortunately for me, I know it won't happen

You are my life, and I know that two years isn't a long time

But in this life, this moment in time, 

It feels like an eternity. 

I can't really make you understand what it is I'm going through

All of the disappointment, anger, and unjust hate

Is circling my mind like a scavenger waiting for its prey to die 

So that it can have just one more meal before it becomes a meal itself.

Life is cruel, love, don't forget it,

It will chew you up and spit you out

Only to throw you into a messy storm

And you get so messed up in your head that you can't see

that it's not you, its me. 

Well, this is the end of this work, 

but not of our chances

I know two years seems like a long time,

But you turn 17 next month,

Then 18 a year after that,

So really it's more like one

I just say it's two to make it seem 

like time is moving faster than it should

Or at least that's my conspiracy theory

It's both of us, together

Its you, here beside me.