Pathetic

How sad
My pathetic little world
Torn by deceit
Burned by hatred
Diminished by love
But yet my soul jumps
At the very sight of you
So very wicked
So very wretched
What’s this hold
You have on me?
Stinging Pain
At The thought of your goodbye
How you leave me alone
Crying till the mildew comes
Dreaming of how you smell
Reminiscing on the taste
The taste that lives on your lips
I see your perfect face
So perfectly unperfect
But yet again
So very wicked
So very wretched
And still
I can’t seem to get over you
I'm scared
And I think I’ll never stop crying

Suffer

As I sit here with so many things on my mind.
I sometimes come to realize that i am too kind.

But then those thoughts escape me.
Because in truth my mind is never free.

To wander around thinking about myself.
Like a happy, free, prancing little elf.

In the end I have to be superwoman.
Do things and help people more then others can.

Rushing faster then a bullet when a tear hits the floor.
Before it hits i'm already at your front door.

Sitting down asking you what is wrong.
My complete focus is on keeping you strong.

Telling you never to surrender.
Even after your emotions have been mixed in a blender.

Well I apologize for not being superwoman.
In all honesty that was never my plan.

Problems just came and went.
And I was the only one to follow the scent.

So come to me with all the problems you got.
Because then my problems will disappear on the spot.