Fed up

 

Alone – lonely – how do I feel?

What can I say to make this real?

How can you hate the me I don’t know?

What brings this death I cannot show?

 

I hear your words ring in my head

Your unspoken wish to see me dead

I see the hate burn in your eyes

You repeat all of your tired lies

 

Surrounded by the walls you have built

Shadowed by your burden of guilt

How do I live in your prison of life?

What is the reason for all our strife?

 

I still feel your slap across my cheek

Did you find the answers that you seek?

Will your anger hide your buried pain?

Will this loss be worth what you gain?