Realizations

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    • DaddysGirl7
    • is missing my babyy. i can't do anything. if you want me in your life i guess you will find a way to put me there.

    Realizations

    pushed away again
    not important anymore
    replaced with drugs and alcohol
    not sure where that leaves me
    worried about you
    more than ever
    it doesn't matter what I want
    its not like you would listen anyways
    the drugs have taken you over
    the changes in you, frighten me
    you don't understand
    you're hurting me
    you barely talk to me
    if and when you do
    you are an ass
    it's like you don't care
    I understand you are depressed
    but you turned to the drugs again
    I just wish you would quit
    you're better than that
    and you know that
    you have the power and will to quit
    but you won't
    is it really worth it?
    to lose someone who cares
    more than the world for you
    who would take a bullet for you
    who would do anything for you
    who has been there for you
    especially when things hit rock bottom
    all for you
    who makes you happy
    someone who loves you
    with ever beat of her heart
    but just take a look
    at what you are doing to her
    saying things that you don't mean
    out of anger, frustration, and depression
    pushing her away again
    back to the drugs and alcohol
    guess they make you happier
    when you realize you want me back in your life
    you will find a way to put me there
    until then I have no choice
    except to stand back
    to watch you fall to the ground
    and let the tears roll down
    from those once shining eyes
    then I will be there
    gathering up all the pieces
    once again
    I love you

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    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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