And you tell me you are happy....!!

How many days did you say those words,
Thrown freely like so many un-caged birds;
You always knew how to say what you thought,
So that I would understand the situation not;
You lied, you took, and baited at leisure,
Your mesmerizing words nearly drove me to seizure;
I thought I knew you so,
Yet for no known reason you let me go;
That was one thing I never expected,
I was stupid enough to leave myself unprotected;
My heart, you stole from my very chest,
I wonder of how you will treat the rest;
You took, you stole, what never should have been yours,
You ravenously tore me apart, like a hoard of oh so many boars;
Yet still you allow yourself of our future to think,
While I stand on that uncomfortable brink;
The brink of holding on, and of letting go,
Looking into a set of headlights like a frightened doe;
Confused and stunned, I can not wander,
The words which you speak make me ponder;
How ominous, the words you speak,
So strong, among the many weak;
All my hopes and dreams once fell away,
Death appealed to me every day;
I could not be weak, despite my need,
In my life, I could not allow pain to impede;
You were the cause of all the pain I felt,
To your new enticing words, I can not allow myself to melt;
And now, at this point, I must stay strong,
Keep fighting through days short, and days long;
You tell me you are more happy now,
The child inside me wonders how;
I convince myself to hold on one more day,
Maybe tomorrow I can be happy in the same way.

:)

You want to know what hurts the most?
Not losing someone,
Not the way we used to be,
The thing that hurts the most is the heart
It holds the memories that make it ache

ESCAPE ME???

Escape me?

While I am I, and you are you,
So long as the world contains us both,
Me the loving and you the loath,
While the one eludes, must the other pursue.
My care is a fault at last, I fear—
It seems too much like a fate, indeed!
Though I do my best I shall scarce succeed—
But what if I fail of my purpose here?

It is but to keep the nerves at strain,
To dry one's eyes and laugh at a fall,
And baffled, get up to begin again,—
So the chase takes up one's life, that's all.
While, look but once from your farthest bound,
At me so deep in the dust and dark,
No sooner the old hope drops to ground
Than a new one, straight to the selfsame mark,
I shape me—
Ever
Changed!