The Pills That Relieve Our Pain
by: A.C.R

Why do you put me through this pain? Whenever I talk to you, I get this feeling, like we were meant to be or something. I'll probably never know for sure. You are so mysterious, you always keep to yourself, you never share your feelings with anyone. What the hell is your problem?! Do you have something against me? No, I know you don't. I don't know how I know, but I can sense it. You look so alone, so depressed. What's wrong? Will you talk to me? Please, don't hurt yourself like this. I know the pain is almost unbearable, that's why I want to help. I peek around the corner, but you run away. I try to lend a helping hand, but you turn and ignore me. It's like you're pushing me aside. For good? Forever? It's like you just don't need me anymore. YOu must have some kind of plan. What is up with your demented mind? What happened to you? I wish you would tell me, then I would understand. You're not saying a word though, you don't trust me. I don't see why, I've done everything for you, I've practically made this life for you. But you are destroying it, breaking it down, breaking me down, with your sharp disolving pain. It shoots through me over and over again. Sometimes, I hate you, I just want to kill you, but then I would kill myself too. I don't know what to do now. I'm so confused. We both need help. I've lost it. It's all your fault. I wish I could just start over. Please, make this stop.