I told you that you wouldn't like what you would hear and see, but you insisted. You assured me it would be okay. And that you would always be there if I needed you. Well I am here. Where are you? You turned away from me, turned your back on me, you ran. Because you couldn't handle what it's in my head. I told you straight up before anything else you couldn't handle my reality.but you insisted, and now look where we are. I wake up to a message saying how you can't take it anymore, how you can't handle the"death threats and mood swings". I told you that you wouldn't be able to, but I'm the bad guy because you didn't want to listen? Very nice. I'm more destroyed than angry. Devastated. Betrayed. All manner of indescribable pain less in wait in my heart to swallow me whole. Because of you. But I can't tell you any of this. Not anymore. |
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