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Your Mind is The Maze.
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You don’t communicate.
Ever.
I ask you why you never,
care to make conversation with me.
You spin me some explanation.
That makes no sense.
But I can't tell you this.
Your cold pallid face says it all.
Your hollow eyes,
Pools of Ice drowning in,
Dark bruises.
You used to be so different.
Before this all began.
The physical scars will fade.
But the psychological scars,
Have killed you inside.
How could he do this to you.
Even now,
Trying to tell you how mad I am,
I cant argue with you.
Its frustrating and infuriating but even still I cant say anything.
And I hate it.
And I hate him.
And I hate you.
And I hate how soon, after an awkward silence or two we’ll move on and it pretend it never happened.
Because that’s how we work.
We ignore it hoping that everything will just work itself out.
We share an awkward laugh and then just forget about it.
And that’s fine whatever it works.
Except it doesn’t.
I'm mad and your apathetic
And we're both just pathetic.
Cause neither of us can communicate
You're poisoning yourself.
Take off your mask.
Just let me in.
I cry and you sit there.
It doesn't work.
It's like crying to a brick wall.
But I'll keep on crying.
You say you trust me but you don’t actually share anything with me.
You say you're my friend yet you remain heartless and emotionless.
I wish I understood you.
But you're full of never ending mazes.
Im sick of this.
Im sick of you.
You say you're mind is sick and twisted.
You say you're messed up in the head,
That it's inherent in you.
And you don't deserve to be loved.
But you still think you're always right.
Narcisstic,
Yet fueled by self hatred.
You know my weak points.
You won't cease to use them against me.
You use words as your,
Source of control.
Because that is what you've always longed for.
You have none.
So you inflict it on me.
I hate you and you make me miserable.
Yet I long for your approval.
And that makes me even more mad.
But I won't stop holding on.
Ever.
I ask you why you never,
care to make conversation with me.
You spin me some explanation.
That makes no sense.
But I can't tell you this.
Your cold pallid face says it all.
Your hollow eyes,
Pools of Ice drowning in,
Dark bruises.
You used to be so different.
Before this all began.
The physical scars will fade.
But the psychological scars,
Have killed you inside.
How could he do this to you.
Even now,
Trying to tell you how mad I am,
I cant argue with you.
Its frustrating and infuriating but even still I cant say anything.
And I hate it.
And I hate him.
And I hate you.
And I hate how soon, after an awkward silence or two we’ll move on and it pretend it never happened.
Because that’s how we work.
We ignore it hoping that everything will just work itself out.
We share an awkward laugh and then just forget about it.
And that’s fine whatever it works.
Except it doesn’t.
I'm mad and your apathetic
And we're both just pathetic.
Cause neither of us can communicate
You're poisoning yourself.
Take off your mask.
Just let me in.
I cry and you sit there.
It doesn't work.
It's like crying to a brick wall.
But I'll keep on crying.
You say you trust me but you don’t actually share anything with me.
You say you're my friend yet you remain heartless and emotionless.
I wish I understood you.
But you're full of never ending mazes.
Im sick of this.
Im sick of you.
You say you're mind is sick and twisted.
You say you're messed up in the head,
That it's inherent in you.
And you don't deserve to be loved.
But you still think you're always right.
Narcisstic,
Yet fueled by self hatred.
You know my weak points.
You won't cease to use them against me.
You use words as your,
Source of control.
Because that is what you've always longed for.
You have none.
So you inflict it on me.
I hate you and you make me miserable.
Yet I long for your approval.
And that makes me even more mad.
But I won't stop holding on.
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