Forget It

You tried apologizing for your over bearing yelling towards me that seems always not entirely meant for me.You’ve taught me that it’s okay for a man to raise his voice at me, later on in life I will confuse it with love.Thanks for that...i’m curious though truly, if she wasn’t here to tell you of your wrongs would I ever had received that apology?Or would you have just been the stubborn man you are?All i can think about sitting here is slicing my wrists open and letting myself get lightheaded I want to feel myself floating above it all,or if I had the guts to just run out this house and not care about the coldness my body could endure and hope I stepped in front of a vehicle that did all the work for me, as you seen me lay there I would hope you witness my last words, “This is it.” So many possibilities running through my mind over and over.Which should I choose?You tell me. :Z