You keep pushing me;
You’ve pushed me too far.
You claim you love me;
You’ve done nothing but hurt me.
Whilst you’re in your nirvana,
pretending nothing is wrong,
I’m suffering.
It’s all because of you,
but…
you put the blame
all onto me.
You’re not playing
your part.
You don’t care if
I fall apart.
You’re trying to kill
my heart.
But that’s fine;
I’ll still
love you
I’ll still
hold you.
I’ll still
cherish you.
“…It’s your own fault.”
“I know that…
Mom.”
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so.. your mother is in the process of attempting to murder you?
i didnt even think that it sounded like that but no she isn’t trying to murder me; my mom doesnt seem to care and “kills” me with her words and sometimes her actions if that makes sense