It's Alright

I thought it's alright when he skips the talking; Getting hot, and then boiling over promptly. And it's alright; he won't put me in a coffin; I'm not dead, I was just unconscious. I thought it's alright that he never tried to understand; I'm just confusing and shouldn't think someone could give a damn. I thought it's my fault that all of this happened, But I never did anything that should have left my skin blackened. It's not because of my actions or personality that you're so violent; And yeah - it didn't help all the times I went silent. I should have stood up for myself, maybe I should have told you "We're done"; I should have been stronger; decided to pack my things and just run. I can't blame myself for you being so Goddamn scary; Because love shouldn't come with so much fear to carry. I can't keep thinking it's always my fault when this happens; I can't believe you'll have my back or be my batten. I'm terrified of not knowing who I am without you; But nothing is scarier than the way your anger grew. And it might feel like I'm dying but I need to help me; And that means I cannot keep living here on my knees. And it's alright because I know eventually I can be okay; And I can mend all the parts of me I let get so frayed. And I know eventually I'm going to get away; But right now I'll focus on surviving today.