confusion. a sympathy for stockholm

exactly what i was thinking

my inner self raging.

a breaking shoulder for you to rest your head.

i won't be your victim

no w***e crying in her enemy's arms

 

im hanging my head in shame as this pain worsens,

disgrace my price for rushing back to what i know will have me dangling from a rafter.

stiff upper lip kid.

nobodies going to pity the fool who went running back to her tormentor.

 

can't you get that last foot out the door?

when you walked there on your own, chasing come hither eyes straight to the threshold?

dancing down these lines you laid in white?

you lose focus of everything you trampled on your way.

 

What you left lying in the floor,

me in a pool of humiliating agony.

How do i push you out when you've crippled me?

How' am i going to do it when i need you to breath?

 

when i figure it out, i'm going to lock that god damn door

leave you out in the cold

then let the tears fall.

while i watch you freeze

 

a year now.

no different are we?

Author's Note

exactly what i was thinking. i wouldnt even lable it poetry.