This silence is pierced with ignorance-
Looking only at the circumstance.
Then realizing it's just that that took you away
And you try to make it seem okay.
First class ticket to your guilt trip-
Thinking somehow it'll make me forget.
But damn you for leaving me here on my own
To be reborn with a heart made of stone.
And damn you for not ever coming back
All the while, promising that..
One day it'd be perfect and we'd never need
Oh and at last- that day's come, indeed.
Because now I'm taking care of myself
And your picture's been taken down from my shelf.
I don't need you any more than you need me;
And that's just the way it's got to be.
And while you're away and I'm left here bleeding,
I'm not needing, but healing- and always concealing.
Jessy Liz
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/needing-and-healing-and-always-concealing/
