Thursday, 3 September 2009

Hypocrit

Why would you talk to me?
I’m never really there.
I react badly if your words are critical
So, why would you talk to me?
I am so very introverted
Words constantly fill me head
It’s hard for me to hear you
So, why would you talk to me?







In one afternoon I managed to erase
A decade and a half of love
I tried to do “the right thing”
And was found to be sadly lacking.
I did manage to break your trust
I erased of me your admiration
I dismantled your respect for me
So I at least accomplished something.
I’ve known for some time that I hurt you
I didn’t know how to soothe you
For I loathed myself with such intensity
For me to soothe you would be fiendish.
For, I was the source of your pain
Healing you would be hypocritical
I hope you find comfort
In the embrace of a better man.

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