I fall short;
I stumble crookedly
and stubbornly, alone.
Give me love and affection
and I’ll push you away
right after I’ve broken you into a thousand pieces
and then wonder why you have shattered before my eyes.
I guess I stopped believing in a human relation that can be anything other than tragic…
I throw a pathetic punch as a cry for help–
grab my arms and pull me closer– hold me as I fight you as though you were a demon
I want to ignite into flames to rid you from my life.
Hold on,
Hold on…
I am difficult to love but I do love you–
I am just a creature that is no longer human and terrible at being happy.
