Tuesday, February 09, 2010

I've never seen scars like yours..

It's just way too bad,
now you're worse than sad,
all locked up there inside.
And I don't know how you feel,
but I'll make you a deal if you make it out alive.
My shoulders and ears are all yours my dear.
I hope it comes as no surprise.
You've been known to say that you're a.o.k.
when you're feeling sick inside.
I just want you to know
I've got no place to go until the day you die.
While you're waiting, be thankful for you fingers.
I'll be fading with the colors of your pictures.
"I'm not crying wolf", you whispered,
"I'm really dead this time... I'm really dead this time."




What am I supposed to do?

I have a girlfriend that I have tried tremendously to
be there for. I have tried to help her with all of her issues and
i have tried so many times to show her, her selfworth.
I have been hurt by her so many times throughout our years.
I always thought of her as my best friend,
my sister.
I don't have many girlfriends. 
a select few that have been wishy-washy towards me.
I have a best friend that I met only a few years ago.
This girl has been nothing but nice to me
never have we fought.
we haven't always agreed on everything,
but we always handled ourselves I would say,
with a lot of grace.
We both found each other at a time in our lives when we
intensely needed a friend.
To pull each other out of the deep holes we had dug ourselves in.
I am so thankful for her to have helped me and
in turn I know I've helped her !
She's moved to Michigan a year ago
but we still talk and visit each other.
Now this other friend,
I have given birthday gifts to her when
I had absolutely no money to spare.
she never took them with her.
she's blown me off, ditched me
and I finally feel like where I am at a point in my life
I have got to get rid of this negativity in my life
Do I stop being her friend?
It's a constant struggle with her
I have put forth so much time and energy towards trying to
help her...but you have got to want to help yourself.




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