I tried to run from you
Many times before.
You keep coming back
Like a reopened sore.
My mind tells me you don't exist,
But my heart feels pain when I try to resist.
We seem to be attached at the hip.
What is this?
I hate that I can't get away!
I thought I faced you on that day.
I thought I said all I had to say.
I'm tired of your maneuvering
Planting ideas in my mind while I dream.
It would seem that you'd like to reap havoc.
Well I cannot and will not have it!
I made it a point to leave you
Where you last destroyed me.
Don't make the mistake of thinking
This will continue to be...
I'll fight you forever
If that's what it takes.
The old me has died
And so my past I must abate...
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