To-Do ListAlleviate the pain,Forget the distrust.Get over the ruins,Let go of the anger.Make myself amends,And apologize to you.Allow myself to breath.Learn from my mistakesRather than clinging to the fear;It's human natureTo hang on to the familiar.Forgive the one that hurt me,Stop hurting myself.Heal the wounds engraved in me,And rid myself of this hell.
Reminds Me of YouAnything goodOr happy or saneReminds me of the daysI spent with you.The sun, the moon,A glass of lemonadeHalf-filled with your eyesBarely conceal the truth;Because the happyReminds me of you,I seek out the sadTo avoid the worst:You.
SuspenseI hold my breathWhenever you speakFor you to tell me...I don't wantTo bring it up myself,But if you don't,I think I'll have to.Because I can not dealWith the knowledge that ICould be in your armsAny second. I hate knowingThat you want me back,Because I want you backTen times more.But the thought of losing youAgainContinues to haunt.Could I get over that again?Am I over the first time?How do I knowWhat to do if you do?I don't know, I don't know, I don't know.But here I standWaiting for you to speakAnd you simply askFor me to close the door...
That Was ThatYou never listenedTo the words which pouredFrom my bloodied lips,But you didn't need to.I would have done anythingTo stay in your warm, safe arms,But you threw me away,And that was that.
The Crying ManOnce when I was little,I saw a grown man cry.I was saddened and tried,Unsuccessfully, to comfort him.As I grew older,The man continued to cry.Each sob he let escapePained me more than the last.I grew even older,And got used to the weeping;I grew used to the sorrowAnd pain.One day, the man was not crying.In fact, he was happy.Confused, I was unsureWhat to do.So I made the man cry,Not for satisfaction!But because I was so used to sadness,I no longer understood happiness.
ConflictingOne time I said"I'll never go back."I'd never takeThat risk.But now my viewsAre shifting againAnd the conflicting emotionOverwhelms me.I heard that youMight want me back,And I wish I couldSay no.But if you ask,I know I won't,Because I knowI can't.I don't know whatThe hell to doBut put myselfEven more in debt.It will hurt more inThe end if IAgree to yourDesire,But I'd die if IHurt you like youDid me many monthsAgo.