Stuttering Steps

Can you repeat my stuttering steps?

And look into my words?

Take a risk into my world of magic,

and relive my tragedies I've made just for you.

You're the only one who's had access to my heart,

and you've broken and healed it oh-so-many times.

You can't fix me anymore.

It's too late for any damage control.

Yet, I still seek so much help,

but I refuse any from you,

because this is what you made me.

Touch me one more and I'll fall to pieces.

Why are you pleading for help, you attention seeker?

If something ain't broke, don't fix it.

You say you love me, but I still recall those days,

where you left me in the rain, with nothing but pain.

How will I be able to trust you again after this?

You claim to know me better than I know myself.

Unfortunately you don't know how I feel.

If you ever find the time to care,

please take a walk in my shoes,

repeat my stuttering steps,

and look into my words