This was inspired, by living with an alcoholic I happen to love.
I sit here alone wondering, about you.
The thoughts in your head and the things that you do.
Baffled by your actions and words,
the hurtful remarks fly from your mouth faster than birds.
There once was a day when you cared how I felt.
Those days are gone now I guess this is how the cards were dealt.
The feelings of blame you have cast on yourself,
are now my burden to carry for I can no longer put them on a shelf.
How can I fix this I often wonder.
The sun no longer shines now it is only rain and thunder.
No matter how much I do or say.
Your feelings remain the same day by day.
Do I leave or do I remain to carry the blame,
or do I just continue trying to re-ignite our flame?
My life is starting to feel as if I have no clue,
as I sit here alone wondering, about you.