How long will you be staying?
I’ve packed my bags and said goodbye
But all you seem to be doing is setting down foundations
Building walls and adding some furniture
but somehow I'm not strong enough to tear it down and kick you out.
I'm sure you don't miss me
But do you know how often you cross my mind
To shake a thought is to walk through fire
My heart and brain are at war
Shredding me into oblivion
And you don't seem to care.
You're forever stained in my brain
You've made your mark.
It's the simple things you did that built me up
But now it's those things that tear me down
To whisper one word is to say a thousand
But you don't hear them
“Hi” means help, I'm stuck
“I'm sorry” I wish it could be different
But done is done
And there's no changing it.
Each step away, a limb being ripped off
But I guess I will get used to pain
While you get used to happiness.
The house you built. – Poem
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