Tell Me

the pain inside overwhelming my senses
as i hear the words you say on repeat in my head
masking my emotions- put up my defenses
the way my heart is breaking, almost rather be dead

seeing the world one way, you see it differently
kicking my thoughts around, wanting it to make sense
how could i not mean to you what you mean to me?
the mass of swirling confusion, the wondering now immense

lie awake and think of you, of me, of us
needing to hear it from you, telling me it's not there
instead of tearing my soul apart and makin such a fuss
take me as i am or leave me in my self-owned despair

the only pain that hurts more than the cuts i have made
are the ones left by you, unlike mine, without intention of causing pain
is it the words unspoken or said that make me slide the blade?
don't wait around until time's passed us by, until the blood falls like rain

curled in a ball on the cold hard floor
watching the blood mix with my tears
releasing all the pent-up frustration
slicing away my insecurities and fears

tell me the truth, from your lips this time- tell me if it's real
is what we have a fallacy or could we have started something deep?
tell me everything, your thoughts, anything at all- so i know how to feel
i need to know before i stumble, if perhaps the fall is much too steep

don't let me open up to you and tell others you feel for me
if you don't, you can't, you won't allow it
but then again how else can we ever know what we would be
if not exposing your soul the least little bit?