as I sit here staring blankly
into the dark I'm stricken
with grief
because you've definitely left your mark
it's blue and black
I can feel it through my clothes
abuse that you can't take back
It's love for me,
that won't come.
Remembering how many times
you called me dumb
its true my lifestyle isn't fun.
Nothing to do but run.
Running away from any problems
no attention to Commit
in order to solve them

so I guess I'm at a fork in the road
something new to discover
that my value has only risen over time
sorry for wasting your precious life
on someone like mine.

maybe we can try this further
on down the river?
not unless
you take some
lessons and
ease up
on the issues you give her.
falling in love was easy,
falling out has left me feeling sleazy.
I'm not letting you
affect me anymore
I can stand up
I can shut a door.
The so-called love
that I thought would pull us through;
has burned out,
so I sit and stew.
was it because of me or because of you?