Funny,,,
how that is...
your way or no way.
bullied by your attitude and perceptions
dictated and controlled by your fits of rage
you tell me how it is
you tell me how i am
you tell me what I think or what I've done
You find my faults quite numerous
as for plusses, you think quite few
Immediately resorting to the cruelest things imagineable
Acting out as if they were true.
You want to blame me...




Your actions are always of the best intent
and you wonder how I become so bogged down
with things you never meant.

you meant for them to hurt
Intended for them to sting
and brush the hate away with wire brush and acid
and pretend its no big thing.

For actions less than honourable
tendencies you no longer disguise
and when your tantrum is over
you win me back with crafted lies
words that have no meaning
promises you immediately forget
constantly reminding me
the actions I regret.

How can I keep forgiving
when you do it over and over again
and although you've promised numerous times
Its no different than its been?

I cant keep holding to hope
when no proof of change is clear
and you obviously can take or leave
the things that I hold dear.

so make a decision, I know I must
and change my longing to match your disgust
and say good bye to the man who doesn't love me
and whom I can never trust