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Inside
Broken glass on the ground
My head is spinning as my heart pounds
And I can't help that when I see the moon
No, I can't help that I think of you
My knuckles bruised, bloodied and bare
Fighting for nothing
Just to see if you care
I've been beaten down one too many times
But now I think I'm going to finally let it die
Because when I was up at 2 a.m.
You were sleeping soundly in your bed
And when my heart was bleeding
You hardly noticed that I bled
All of this for you I gave
Self-sacrifice, day after day
But now I'm done, I say no more
Today is the day that I walk out that door
My head is spinning as my heart pounds
And I can't help that when I see the moon
No, I can't help that I think of you
My knuckles bruised, bloodied and bare
Fighting for nothing
Just to see if you care
I've been beaten down one too many times
But now I think I'm going to finally let it die
Because when I was up at 2 a.m.
You were sleeping soundly in your bed
And when my heart was bleeding
You hardly noticed that I bled
All of this for you I gave
Self-sacrifice, day after day
But now I'm done, I say no more
Today is the day that I walk out that door
Published 27th Sep 2016
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27th Sep 2016 2:55am
Much pain injected in this very strong write! We tend to want to give all we can to someone we care for in hopes that it means something, but when they're not receptive, it becomes pointless. "Fighting for nothing" indeed. There's no way to get through to someone if they don't want you to get through or have no interest/don't feel the same. Realizing this is a painful experience, doing something about it is no easy thing. But it will/should be better in the end. I've definitely been here before. Relatable for me.
