Breathe

I feel a storm pulling me under,

It drags me down,

tearing me asunder.

I can't breathe,

My throat is clogged.

"Can't you see?" I want to scream.

"See what your words do to me!"

I trusted you with a piece of me,

oh curse my bleeding heart.

You say it's a joke,

don't take it so hard.

You curse me out with your wretched tongue,

and use that same one to say this is love.

What is the truth and what is the lie,

for love cannot be this cruel and blind.

I feel bereft without you here,

but your mere presence fills me with fear.

You are my painful drug,

and I know you are bad for me,

but you are the first thing I learned to love.

You say you created me,

and that is something I do agree.

You added to the best parts of me,

but you are the cause of all my insecurities.

You are the cause of my bruises and my cuts,

you are the salve that washes away the blood.

You are my heart and my love,

and I hate that to you and the idea of me,

I will Never measure up.

I know no other life so I stay,

curling into myself as you box me away.