i wrote this one awhile ago... but i just found it again

[dramaqueen4657]

how many times have i said im done
and it feels like that doesnt matter.
im sick of letting go
only to hold on tighter
and pretend that it doesnt make me sick.
when you turned around
i saw what i needed to see
and everything else fell into place.
it doesnt matter that your in too deep
because my selfish motives
are all that keep me going.
my tolerance is running low
and where is yours for me?
what did i deserve to earn your glare?
keep telling yourself that its not you
that keeps me feeling like this.
if i was half the person that you pretend to be
i might actually understand
why ignorance is bliss.
couldnt someone cut loose the chain?
couldn't a noose serve as a replacement?
what then?
another bloody scene with more dead emotion
and no one to care for it.
i hate the fact that your so complacent
with eveything in my life that goes wrong.
maybe when it happens to you
you'll feel the stinging of the slap in the face
and understand why i screamed for so long.
please dont cry to me.
i dont give a fuck anymore.