Maybe

Why is it that I cannot sleep even after I've been bled dry after your words that cut too deep Why do you answer with a 'maybe' when I ask the question 'Do You Love Me?' You only push me further away and with tears in my eyes I no longer have anything to say So just turn around try not to trip and hit the ground drugged out and narcissistic hate addicted and pain inflicted I have nothing more to say to you after all the things I went through just to say 'I love You' This is not myself. This is not me How could it be? I would never sacrifice myself for someone else's health So why not answer honestly when I ask you if you love me We both know what you would say 'No! Now go away'