My head aches, my heart hurts, there’s a pain in my center like a brutally cold frozen winter.
You’re hit or miss, up and down, am I friend or foe, will you stay or will you go.
So hard to read, so closed at times, I doubt my sanity while following blind.
Patting the puppy expect to be bitten, especially given how thinly your disdain and ridicule are hidden.
Not the country bumpkin seen at first glance, there’s a strong bullshit meter built in with a temper to match.
My wall has been hit, my line crossed, no more dances left in the game it seems I’ve lost.
Respect gone if ever there, amazing to me how cold one can be and still say they care.
It’s a two way street of give and take, now sideways made one way and totally, completely, heartbreakingly fake.
Open and honest, supportive and kind only to watch you toss it away leaving it behind.
You asked so much, giving nothing in return, leaving it all to crumble and our bridge to burn.
Patting this puppy and you got bitten, for I see it all now, your disdain and ridicule were never truly hidden.
I let you go, set you free to find, your happiness the likes I can’t provide.
I wish you well, I do you see, for even with the saddest of hearts and a sea of tears cruelty is just simply not a part of what makes me, ME………………………H