Time To Think

I understand what's on your mind, There is no need for this elaboration, It begets the happiness left behind, It ceases adoration. It takes away my room to breathe, Thrashes me against the fence, And now I think it is time to leave, My shoulders have become too dense. It matters none what I feel now, While your tirades belt against my wall, But my mind has taken it's final vow, I promise I will end the brawl. You push you push you assume you accuse, Yet in doing so beg me to stay, I must stop the blood seeping through the bruise, The only direction you can push is away.