I Shouldn't Have Put It Off

I went and jumped right back in,

the first chance I got,

to be in love.

My wounds hadn't healed yet,

and my heart still ached

after being played by two others.

I'd done this many times now, but I guess I'll never learn that love won't solve everything.

I jumped in, didn't look back, I said I'd deal with the pain tomorrow.

But I found that it will only

come back to haunt you,

come back to slowly destroy you,

the pain doesn't heal by

putting it off.

Love can be like a drug,

it distracts you from the hurt,

but the bleeding is still there.

I didn't like it,

but when I got up one day

I found my life was still

filled with the same problems

as before.

All my friends

were still in the psycho mess

I'd left them to go through by themselves.

I hate having to be the strong one

that has to fix the issue

but never gets the credit for it.

I wanted out, so I took a new direction.

I jumped in, didn't look back, I'd deal with the mess tomorrow.

I wanted to be involved, with someone who could treat me right

like I felt I deserved.

But I found that everything

will only come back to haunt you,

come back to slowly destroy you.

It would've been a better idea

if I'd just done what I was supposed to

before I started anything new.