Monday, July 12, 2004
/11:15 pm
Just when I needed you to give me a comforting hug and tell me everything's alright, that I don't have to be so strong, and a spoilt iron is nothing, a spoilt sister is nothing much too and all you would wish was to see me happy well rested and smile, you did... almost the opposite.
You probably never realised that every comment that stung was constructed with the intention of making it sting. It was a defense mechanism to protect the heart, a fragile thing that gave its all to you. It was to never let you see the tears shed on a pillowcase, the nights spent wondering whether death was a better escape, to never let you see the fear that laid behind. (If you gave me enough security, would there be fear?) It was an alternative to cutting myself - to inflict that psychological pain of rejection from you instead of the deep red lines on pale flesh.
0 had their say | have yours?
Monday, July 12, 2004
/11:15 pm
Just when I needed you to give me a comforting hug and tell me everything's alright, that I don't have to be so strong, and a spoilt iron is nothing, a spoilt sister is nothing much too and all you would wish was to see me happy well rested and smile, you did... almost the opposite.
You probably never realised that every comment that stung was constructed with the intention of making it sting. It was a defense mechanism to protect the heart, a fragile thing that gave its all to you. It was to never let you see the tears shed on a pillowcase, the nights spent wondering whether death was a better escape, to never let you see the fear that laid behind. (If you gave me enough security, would there be fear?) It was an alternative to cutting myself - to inflict that psychological pain of rejection from you instead of the deep red lines on pale flesh.
0 had their say | have yours?
