Scared

Not much to say about this that I didn't say in the last post.





I tore out my heart
Let it rip from my chest
Watched it bleed on a page
That you would soon forget.

I snatched out my heart
How could you not see
That all this time along
It's always been me?

I've always been
The one for you.
It's always been you and me.
How can you suddenly be so blind
And unable to see

What's been right here in front of you all along
Pining and dying inside?
Waiting for the day when you'll wake up
And see all these things that I hide.

Write it all down
Pour it all out
Into a poem or song
All of these things
Straight from this heart
Which has beated for you
For this long.

But where are you now
When I need you the most?
Crying and pining for HER?
Why do you see what's just not there?
Are you really that scared?