Gone

Gone

At the end, you won’t even know what’s happened.

You won’t know what to tell people.

You won’t understand,

Where it went wrong.

You won’t know anything.

How could you?

You hate emotions.

You hate to feel and you hate it more when I feel.

You never ask what’s wrong with sincerity.

You never listen selflessly.

You never let me cry,

Yet you expect me to accept your tears.

When it’s done, you’ll only speculate the cause.

You’ll blame others, you’ll blame me.

You’d never blame yourself.

You’ll blame the environment farthest away, 

But not the one nearest to home.

Why would you?

You always know you are correct.

You know everything about me,

Yet you still manage to know nothing.

You want only what my success can bring you.

My opinions are obsolete, in light of yours.

When I speak, I am never even a buzz.

After everything, you’d never have a regret.

You’d never see how you pushed,

You’d never understand the weight you placed

You’d never get how deep a scar your venom left.

You’d never realize the depth of pain, directly in front of you.

I don’t expect you to.

You saw only what you wanted

You heard only what benefitted you.

You spoke lies and crushed the hearts around you.

You never discerned blood from water.

You cut and beat.

You made me a tool.

After the dust clears, you’ll still never see it.

How I couldn’t take your pressure.

How I was crying out for you to help me.

How I pleaded for you to listen.

How I begged you to sincerely love me.

Now I don’t want you to