He called it love, while I stood here bleeding.
Pleading.. For this pain to stop.
"I love you, but I can't show it"
As your words dug deep in me like knives
Barely alive, numb to your touch
I'm dying inside.
Throat swells..
Bloodshot eyes
I have no more tears left to cry
Tired of exposing your lies
You still deny..
I still try...
I'm sorry..
My pride, my little sprout
These weren't my intentions
A broken family wasn't the plan I had planned out
I still try..
I still try, staggering with the will to survive for you
My seedling
My entire being
I've had enough of the constant bleeding
We'll be leaving