Before You Come Over To Me

Know this before you approach me.

Before you come over to me,

I want you to know that I am batshit crazy.

I hate people,

Yet love them at the same time

Which in turn creates a mind that contradicts itself.

When I look at something,

All I see is the ability to hurt me,

And then shake my head at the awful thought and get on with life.

Before you come over to me,

I want you to know that I have enough bagage for the both of us,

Yet I never want to show you.

But I don’t want you to know what they are,

Because everyone else ran from them,

And me.

You’ll only know of my problems if I am about to break,

And that’s when you should run for the hills or take cover.

Before you come over to me,

I want you to know that I have built up a defence system.

I want to keep out the pain,

Which means I have to keep out the love too.

Trust is foreign to me,

So don’t question it when I don’t follow everything.

People have hurt me,

And I may hurt you.

Before you come over to me,

I want you to know that I am doing my best.

Each day and each step is a struggle for me,

A struggle that I don’t always want to continue.

When you see me start to fall,

Either run and run fast,

Or let me beak and forget that it happened.

All I want is for you to be happy.

Reviews

[sette]

still is a challenging one to take. nice writing, directly convey a mixture of emotions, fear anger, pain and love.