By Crystal Wilkinson
Date: 4 December 2000
Enough
I sit here alone,
burning a cd on your computer,
I knew I shouldn't have popped that video in your camera,
but I did anyway,
something deep inside told me not to,
that what I would see would devastate me..
and as soon as I pushed play my heart came popping out of my chest,
and tears began streaming down my face.
and once again it's my fault for being intuitive...
you would say.
I would say ..."I can't handle this",
so I dry my tears before you get here for lunch,
because I don't want to argue...
and I will fight my myself to with hold,
these words of anger and pain out of my mouth...
just because I am so tired of you getting enjoyment from hurting me.
The smerk that forms on your face,
when I find something out you have lied about,
like a little boy caught with his hand in the cookie jar.
Enjoying every tear I cry....
Dear God, Who is this person...
that I fell so completely in Love with?
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