Falling Apart

 
Running away won’t spare me the pain
of a life filled with guilt, torment and shame.
But I cannot stay here to worry and wonder
if there will be solace from the weight I am under.
My insides are tangled around this choice
but I am left without vindication or a voice.
I was looking for comfort, and love and peace,
but again I fell victim to my dreary disease.
I have trusted and tried without care or concern;
apparently a lesson I am still loathe to learn.
So take what you need and leave me the rest,
and as you move on I will wish you the best.
Again I am here with my hand on my heart,
patiently waiting...
to fall completely apart.