A Child

I never asked to be watched over,

Protected by someone who clearly has better things to do.

I never wanted to be treated like a child

Who needs constant discipline and lessons.

Stop pretending to care if I'm alive,

I already know I don't matter.

So easy is the thought.

Why am I even here anymore?

I honestly don't know what I'm doing at all.

Why I choose to stay under the constant opinions,

Things I never asked for.

Stupid, blind hope. The pills weren't strong enough.

What will they say tomorrow?

When you fail me?

No more explanations,

I don't own you anymore, I never did.

What life is worth living when you can't breath. 

When you feel yourself failing,

Without a friendly touch?

I remember a time when solitude was comforting,

But now..

All I care about is what you think of me,

And I absolutely hate it.

The fact that you matter will forever bother me,

Because it means I cannot leave you.

What is love? 

You already hurt me.

I hate who I am now.

Reviews

[Chris]

Was it really Love or did you settle for companionship or financial/social position/stability or even a desperation? Many questions - fewer answers for us to live with.

[alifeacoustic]

The things love makes us feel, especially when it goes. It leaves echoes in our hearts and souls that forever reverberate, diminishing slowly over time, but never truly leaving.
I absolutely love the line I remember a time when solitude was comforting,But now..., it says so much leaving it open like that. I totally get what you were feeling in this piece. Those echoes hurt in more ways than one. They are an itch that is unreachable and a stream of constant thoughts without replies.
Very nicely written. Thank you for sharing.