Unraveling
I feel them unraveling me
With each question, each look, and each new fight
She screams "it's mine", he yells "I want it"
God, will they ever shut up?!
I can feel my grip slipping
My mind is closing in on me
The light is getting dimmer
How long before I'm gone?
The need to run overwhelms me
I wake up in a sweat and the fear pins me down
Those hazel eyes bore a hole in me.
Disdain? Contempt? Blame, that's for sure.
How do you smooth that over?
She can't be bought, she's not like me.
Words of praise fall deaf on her ears.
She isn't proud like her daddy.
Jaysa is all that was good about us.
Little warm hands get my attention, sort of.
Alex asks to go outside.
"No, not today", and his blue eyes cry.
He expects too much from me.
I can't give anything to anyone.
I have lost my passion, my desire to love.
How empty is our lives!
We get home too late.
The quiet has set in, don't make a noise.
"Eat your dinner, then go to sleep."
My grip is loose at best.
I don't know if I want it back.
How far is the fall?
Will it be cold?
So, I'm not ready to let go yet,
But I hate the hanging
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