even a bad break up can be hard to do... |
Cut it off… that’s what I’m thinking of doing ending it being done with it for now... Forever, maybe I imagine my joy immeasurable at the thought of getting away of exorcising myself from the picture like scissors I will clip away at the image of us and round out the rough edges that have become our framework I’m ready for a marbleized smoothness and unending peace of facing my storms without you because too often you were the preface to them and made them all the more severe Cut it off! that’s what I really want to do because secretly in my bosom I still harbor ill feelings and anger repressed and so condensed that my blood thickens and refuses to carry oxygen through my veins from all the pain loving you has wrought Cut it off! because I fear that I’ll give in again and each time that I think about you about us I am left more unsure as to how I feel about you, with you and maybe even without you but that’s a chance worth taking because in cutting myself off from you perhaps I will be able to overcome this impoverished despair I battle against daily this angst which you insist is LOVE, but feels more like concertina wire holding me down… Yea, I think it's time I cut it off! |