Actions sting...
Words seep into memory
Ingrained in the fabric
of time
Emotions may or may not
ever fade
I refuse to be the
keeper of your unhappiness
Or sit by and watch you
fall all over again
The line in the sand
has long since been drawn
You just continue to
choose to walk over it
With each passing, more
harm is done
I am so tired of this
tangled mess
The feeling of failure
has built within me
That I, your dear
friend, could not help you in anyway
Until the pure moment
of realization hit me
I should not and will
not be the only sole person in charge of your care
Especially when you
barely care for yourself
As a friend there are
times when things asked of you is simply too much
And I have already long
since reached my limit
I have unfortunately
allowed myself to be backed into a corner
Suddenly knowing that
my help, love, and support has been helping you feed the monster that
you had growing
So now when my words
fall short
I am left with a
deafening silence
No quick pro's, quotes,
rhymes, or reasons...
Exhaustion bites at my
heels as I leave you
As I try my very best
to preserve my self respect
And remain a gentleman
about it.
©
2019
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