You make it seem so easy..

[milon]

You say the words that seem so foul,
The twist of tongue and simplicities.
You make it seem so easy,
like floating on air.
But, is it so easy?
Easy to fling words that are so powerful?
You make it seem so easy.

Do you realize what each slurred letter forms?
Those three words,
that I ran from for so long.
And yet, here you are,
telling me what I want to know.
But, I know I don't truly,
because all that is foreign,
is destined to be hurtful.
Crushing, wounding, and confusing.
You make it seem so easy.

You'll put your life on hold?
Why?
You'd do anything for me?
How come?
Why am I pushing you away,
yet holding on so tightly?
You continue to wait,
with open, warm arms.
But, yet, I stay away,
almost as if I take you for granted.
And, I do.

But, how many times
can I persuade myself you'll be there?
Waiting for me so happily,
like a tousled puppy.
How many times can I turn our harmless chatter
into a full force argument,
before you have finally had enough?
How many more times can I have a bad day,
and watch you put up with my moods?
You make it seem so easy,
you make it seem so easy.

The times I want to scream,
cry and just give up all together.
On life, on you, on the love I depend so solely on.
I just want to make the cut perfect, life threatening
and sure.
But, then I wonder...
what would you do?
Would you be mad?
Disappointed?
Sad?
Wounded mentally?
I harm you in the blood,
and when I'm gone...
you wouldn't hurt any longer.
Could you live without me,
like I try to force myself to believe?
Would you mimic the gesture,
leave a note of permanent departure?

Can I do that to the one I love?
Even though I know you'd be better off.
But, why?
Why does it hurt so much?
I lead you around like a scorned dog,
no leash to take.
One direction means I want this,
but it doesn't really.
Will you play my games?
Do you like it when I put you to shame?
Criticize you in the harshest way possible?
Why do you let me?
Does it hurt you when I do?
Do you come back to say,
you cried over my actions?
Do your tears taste like bitter anger,
or are they depressed and lamenting?
You make it seem so easy.

The days I find reasons,
to avoid your voice of reassurance,
the days that I just want..
to crawl away and rot.
From my own self pity,
my anger towards myself.
But most of all,
my only desire to cease to harm you.
But, I just don't know how.
You make love seem so easy.
It's not for amateurs,
it's not for the spir of the moment.
It's final,
it's mutual,
and it's forever truly.

But, what happens
when I don't want your heart?
Your trust,
your loyalty,
you?
You make it all fall apart for me,
you make it seem so easy.

What about the days you just could care less?
What about the times,
where nothing but yourself matters?
I feel my composure crumbling,
the seams are fraying.
I want to share my life,
my fears,
experiences,
troubles,
and joy with you.
But...
you don't want to listen to me.
Am I just bothering you?
Does it matter what's going on with my life?
Does it matter at all?
Fake a smile,
pretend to know,
nod your head and move on.
Is this the way it goes?
Always until I leave?
You make it all seem so easy,
a whim that is going to last as long as you are able
to toy with my emotions.

What is love?
Is just something you can hold
in the palm of your hand?
When you ball your fist,
does that love get crushed?
When you open it up, the love...
does it just diminish?
Why, why..
are you always controlled?
You seem to have the composure that I lack.
You make it seem so easy.

The answers
lie in your words,
but I find no answer.
No solution to the burning questions
scalding my skepticism,
harming our relationship.
You make it all seem...
so easy..

[Cowgirls Rule]

Nice poem Kat!

[milon]

thanks. my way of venting..

[nos1]

same here