SHACKLES

 

I hate that I need you to get over you, 

But please I need you to teach me.

I don’t know how.

It’s been so long with you,

I have no strength to do anything but harbor regrets.

Teach me how to get over you.

Teach me how to forgive myself for what I had with you.

Tell me how to pick myself up.

Tell me what next to do.

Tell me how best to forget the taste of your lips. 

Tell me something that helps me heal.

Teach me how to forgive myself for loving you like crazy.

Tell me something to hate about you.

Tell me you didn’t know better.

Admit that I was a good woman.

Tell me you were blind.

That if you could take back the hands of time, you’d be better.

Give me a bit of hope.

Blame yourself for this misery.

Tell me how to heal.

Tell me I might not get back all I gave, 

but it changed a thing for you.

Tell me it wasn’t a waste.

Tell me you want this again.

Say that I deserve better.

Say you were too silly to see.

Say you would like to turn back time.

Say you want us if there was another chance,

 knowing fully well that I wouldn’t give.

Say something to close this wound.

Say something to stop my grief.

Say something to stop my fear.

Tell me something to make me hate myself less. 

Reduce my regrets.

Pause my anxiety.

Stop my questioning.

Say something that takes my pains away.

How could I ever start again. 

I gave all that I have left.

Okay, call me. 

Tell me I deserve an apology.

Tell me you are sorry for all you did to me. 

Remind me that I don’t deserve it.

Tell me it broke you that you broke me.

Say something to me.

Release me from guilt.

Heaven knows I meant this well.

Now I am very unwell.

Undo what you did.

This type of pain takes one to an early grave.

Call me.

Tell me it’s okay or don’t!!

Just call my name and tell me I was the light you needed.

Maybe, just maybe I’d strive to glow again.

Say something

Let me know my pains won’t waste.

Heck, you put out my last on you.

All that I had, I placed on you.

I said to myself “it’s a waste of you”.

Because now, I have nothing left for me or you, 

or for anyone who wants to.