My Blind Eyes

Emotional Turmoil and Longing

I think you like it when we argue. I turn to you to calm me down, but then you just lay there. I am so lost and feel so alone. I want the man I married back when those days felt like butterflies in my stomach, but I think he is already gone. I don't know why I hold on, and it would be just easier if you just left and never came back. At least I can deal with it all at once.

The Weight of Stress

This lack of sleep and stress is killing me slowly, and you can't even see it. You can't see I need you and need your support, but why do we fight all the time? I can't take it anymore. I am at my last breaking point and pray I will heal quickly. I never let anyone affect me this much in my life, and sometimes I wish I had stayed alone to heal more.

Unpredictability and Conflict

I didn't think your ways would change me and make me more unpredictable. I hate fighting with you, I hate not sleeping, and I hate that my mind goes a million miles a minute to the point it breaks me. Everyone says just breathe, take it easy, I try, and I try. Everyone says stay away from stressors, but honey, you're my stressor, and I've never been this stressed out as much before.

Loneliness in the Night

Instead, I am up all night sick as you sleep, as if that is ok, right? That tells me you don't care anymore, and you let me go a long time ago. All I needed was for your love, for you to hold me, to tell me everything was gonna be ok, and you love me no matter what, but you couldn't do that one simple thing.

The Dilemma of Love and Abandonment

This is gonna lead me into a spiral of emotions, and one day a decision will be made for what's best for me to walk away. I have to do what is best for me, and if I can't make myself, you see that all I wanted was your love. Well, I don't know what else to do. I am so afraid of being abandoned that now I see it may be worth the loss to lose someone who cannot show emotions at all.

A Wish for Closure

I sometimes wish you the best, and sometimes I figure it's like a band-aid: just hurry, rip it off, and get over it. The quicker it is, the easier it is.