The Past
I want to watch you bleed,
and I know you've thought of it too
I can feel the ache in your heart,
and the questions that stir inside
Like why should you still feel this way?
You have no reason
I can feel the knife twist in your ribs
Everytime you dig up your past
You do this to yourself time and time again
Every time,
and every time it's your fault
I know where you hide the blades
for moments like this
When you let it overflow
and overwhelm and consume you
He doesn't deserve you
You're damaged property
How could you think you'd ever be worthy of someone like him?
You don't even deserve to lick the scum off his shoes
You still mope about like a little *****
You cling to your past and let it define you
and you can't let go
like a little girl with her teddy
You let a monster define you
You let your past define you
You do this to yourself over and over again
Ripping open old scars
Adding new wounds
Because you won't leave the past where it's best left
Behind you
You won't leave your cocoon
Even though he's desperately trying to help pry you out
You won't let go
You'll let the past overtake and overwhelm you
You don't deserve a savior like him
Copyright © Samantha Komornik | Year Posted 2014
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