I know sometime later, it will hurt less
Things will make sense, and we will move on
I know sometime later, your voice will not shake my heart
And places we visited won’t make me crave
I guess I can feel now, the loss you felt at losing your lighthouse
But I wish you could see that it wasn’t my punishment to take
I know sometime later, I will heal
I only hope you can find it in your heart to heal yourself too
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I thought the difficult part was facing the facts and seeking help
Or talking to others about it.
But none of it was as difficult as seeing you
Knowing what could have been and didn’t.
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You’re a tornado of negativity
Who I fear will engulf me whole
If I live with you long enough
I’ll stop believing in love and kindness
I’ll stop believing in gratitude and gentleness
But how do I save myself?
With no home ahead or behind
Where would I go?
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Where should I go?
I want you out of me, all of you.
I despise your selfish touch
I despise your harsh words
You have no respect for anybody whatsoever
But you will act victim. Everytime
Maybe I deserved you
Maybe you’re my wakeup call
But one day I’ll free myself of you
One day I’ll save myself .
Yes ma, he yelled at your little one again
Oh what would you do?
Yes ma, he belittled your princess again
Oh but what would you do?
I see your eyes searching for truth
Trying hard to see if your little one cried last night
As if knowing the truth would make a difference
Everyone is so happy today, what a perfect family
Lets all close our eyes and pretend to not see its ugliness
Cuz we all want everyone to be happy together
The cost of which should not be voiced
So I have learnt it ma though you didnt teach me
You will never be able to tell my smile apart, it’s an art of disguise
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Can I lay down in your lap? Silence everything.
Will you stroke my hair and kiss my forehead?
I want to rest in your shade and hear you speak
Of hope and light and all things merry
I’m tired dear mommy, wrap your arms around me
Kiss me good night and stay here with me.
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Each fight is worse than before, but I wonder whats the worst? Has it passed or is it yet to come?
Should I prepare or live in the moment? What difference does it make?
You! You can sulk all day, as you on most days do. You can lay back on the couch and care about not a thing in the world.
But me? I’m a mother. I get no days to sulk. I have to get up each morning, gather all strength and make our child feel like its just another day. Put up a smile, make her happy while my head hurts and I feel weighed down. But I won’t show you and that kills you, doesn’t it?
It bothers you why you can’t break me? My resilience burns you. Burn. Cuz I aint going down because of you. No matter how long the cat and dog show continues, I’m standing the ground.
There’s something so dreamy about you. You’re my forbidden fruit.
You’re poetry and mystery. You’re an abyss I shouldn’t step into.
But you make my heart and soul ache. Only once in a while, I yearn to be set ablaze in your flame
But I’ve drowned, and roamed the thorny pathways. I yearn and then pay an aching price. So I dare not light a spark now
I’m in no Eden, but if I fall still, I’ll never recover and that’d be the end of me, my forbidden fruit.
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I love you so much. If I could say it enough, if you could hear it enough. Everyday you light up my heart, my soul, my mind. My little miracle. My sunshine. My happiness.
So we’re both ready to end it. But you’re not man enough to face the people, and I’m not going to take the blame for your lunacy.
So we continue.
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