Just Go.

I find myself choked at the throat;
Maybe more often than I’d like.
But it’s not my fingers wrapped around my throat,
It’s yours.

Why must your fingers disintegrate
Into the tears inside my eyes or
the lack of air inside my lungs?
Your fingers, they burn, let go!

Good, you’ve let go.
Oh no, you’re coming back!
Why must you always come back?

When you’re angry,
Are you thinking about the words
of acid that spill from your lips?
Do you care?

Why must your eyes melt
Into my soul and
Make me forgive you?
Even though you keep hurting me?
Your words, they burn, just go!

Your words have a grip;
Tight and strong
Like your thick hands.
You’ve never hit me,
But I still feel violated
As if you had.

Your actions strangle me, even from afar.
Oh. My. God.
Tell me that I'm alive.

Good, you’ve let go.
Oh no, you’re coming back!
Why must you always come back?

Why must you always come back?
Why must you always come back?

Why must I cry all night
over something you have said?
Is it because I really love and care,
or that you've abused me into thinking I do?

I have to let go.
I have to break free.
I need that gasp of air
to allow me to see
the truths.

Why must your fingers disintegrate
Into the tears inside my eyes or
the lack of air inside my lungs?
Your fingers, they burn, let go!

Your words, they burn, just go!
Your words, they burn, just go!
Your words, they burn, just go!

Tell me that I'm breathing, cause I can't feel my lungs.
Tell me that you're sorry, cause you mean it so much.
And tell me that you mean it, cause it's hard to believe.
And tell me that you're pure, and that you will not deceive.

I find myself choked at the throat;
Maybe more often than I’d like.
But where am I to go when I can't see the light?

Just go!