Im lost most days don’t have a clue
Exactly what am I to you
I want to be just what you need
what you want, let it be me
But I am not, can never be
Because, what you want from me is free.
Your space-your peace -just to relax
Take all the pressure off your back
I know I push, expect too much
I miss your time, your kiss, your touch
But all this does is stress you out, I hear you screaming, shouting about
how I don’t respect your time or space
I’m reliving things I can’t erase.
Words said like that cant be unheard, cant be undone, cant heal the hurt.
I never meant to bring you pain
I prayed that things for us would change. But all that’s changed is what’s to come
Things we planned are over, done.
I need to stop and separate, take all my stresses off your plate.
Give you what we know you need Space and time away from me.
We may never be we again, my heart aches and I am scared
I don’t mean to pressure or expect simply trying to be prepared
I need to put you in that box for now
Out of reach, is where you must be
until we figure all this out,
find peace -
on a shelf just out of reach
About the Creator
Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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