Me and Mine
Me and Mine the Woman says,
As she looks at what had come to pass.
We won't be split by things to come,
As shown by what we've gone through thus far.
I see you as important when I say this phrase,
It's not meant to be considered crass.
I mean it from the bottom of my heart,
It's not something to be considered bizarre.
Me and Mine such a simple way,
To convey the feelings I've stored away.
These words I hope are filled with love,
As I try to break down these walls.
My walls that hinder my ability to say,
The things that others consider cliche.
I slam into these wall as I watch you turn away,
The tears that flow as I gaze at these halls.
These halls inside my mind are vast,
Containing all the things I hide inside.
The feelings I feel,
Are bottled up without a release.
No way to convey how I feel,
As I stumble around knowing I've tried.
Someone as broken as me,
Shouldn't think of things like peace.
Broken things should stay hidden,
Away from prying eyes which want to view.
Maybe staying hidden is something to consider,
So I don't cause others pain.
These cracks are things others can't really see,
They show the things that I've gone through.
My inability to convey the things I feel,
Is something I will always disdain.
Me and Mine,
Something I wish I could say.
Those words give me comfort,
They say all those feelings I've tried to explain.
An olive branch I try to give,
I hope it says what I'm attempting to convey.
I wait for you to decide the fate,
Of my heart that struggles with all these chains.