How do you feel now?
Stronger?
Bigger?
Better?
Tell me, please, how you feel.

Maybe if you explain,
I’ll understand.
Maybe if you tell me,
Everything will be okay.
But you won’t.
You like to leave me in the dark,
To leave me asking why.

I turn away from you.
I try to walk away.
I try to run.
There’s no use.
There you are,
Always surrounding me.

My world is consumed by you.
You control what I do,
What I see,
Who I am.
Everything.
You are me, it feels.
I cannot run away from myself.

I fall
You laugh.
I cry
You snicker.
An endless game you play.
I am done.

But there you are again.
Empty promises
Useless words
Why am I still here?
Pretty flowers
Loving notes
You seem so real,
So sorry
So guilty.

And I believe you.
Again
Again
Again.
And I can’t believe it.
And I want to let you go.
But I’m a masochist,
And I can’t let you go.

How many times do I have to fall?
How long will this pain last?
How many times will you say you won’t hurt me?
How long until you hurt me again?

“I love you.”
“I love you, too.”
“Never again.”
“Promise?”
“Promise.”

But you do it again.
To prove a point?
To show how you feel?
Tell me, please, how you feel.