Lost

“This is for me,” he said, The words still ring in my head So many words spoken were lies Each time I hear them a part of me dies So badly, I want to say what does it all mean Why is it that no matter how hard I try I cannot be seen? Brief moments are all I have to hang onto What is it exactly that I have to do ? I sit here tonight with pen in hand Try to write- try to understand The reasons elude me and leave me lost Why is it so hard for me even though I know the cost? Why do I play with fire when I know ill be burned? Isn’t there some relief to be earned ? We’ve played this game for so long the lines have blurred But know that every night I go to bed begging to be assured, that you will Choose me. Desire me, long for me. Love me