Engulfed in rage from past disappointments
Cuts so deep it needs more than ointments.
Each day a subtle cry is released behind a faint smile
Emotionless and ever more docile.
We argue we fight
As i grow colder through the night.
No longer looking at you with loving eyes
Trying to contain it without giving rise.
No longer experincing the intamcy we once shared
You're greeted with nonchalant voice as if I never cared.
Constantly want me to fight for you to stay
But I'm tired of the games you play.
No longer entertaining the idea of chasing you
I guess my depression is finally reaching you.
So show me you want me or move on through
Because I'm tired of taking the blame and growing more tired of you.