Sparkatale

A Painful Last Resort

Do you not hear my words my heart speaks to you?

Do you think that those words are missing a beat or two?

For you have begun to treat what I say as if it's a crime when all I wish to do is savor your life unlike I have done to mine.

My actions and words have always taken away those shallow walls and broken bars you have within your soul.

I would tell you what’s right and what needed to change and you listened steadfast knowing that was truth.

Now the clock has turned and it seems as if it all became a broken record to you.

For now my words no longer work the same as before.

I speak one line and you just simply deny it.

Soon I fear this all will turn into a cruel, cruel game when whatever I say you will just try to prove wrong even if it's not so. 

I toss and turn to find reasons why this all might be so but none appear.

Is it because you think my pain is less than yours?

Is it because your suffering has made you too blind to trust?

Is that I am younger in my years and therefore must be more ignorant with life?

Or is it because you no longer believe in me?

Either way it be I'm here to tell please don't not fear, shy, or reject it.

I merely pressure and attack to make you want to change for the better.

Even if it gets you to fight with me it clears your mind of the pain you have felt all these years.

Alas for years that thought has worked but now I struggle to shatter that small inner bubble.

It leaves me with options I don't want to face and a last resort I could never take.

However I might have to do it to open up your eyes.

To make you see the right from wrong maybe then your heart will awaken your mind.

For it had taken a dark deep inner slumber enough to make that grand reason you had go blind.

Ultimately it seems you think I'm pulling a crime and that I want to control you which is far from my mind!

Out all in the world that we have faced together I'm the one that wanted to help you rise up the most.

After all this speaking I know not the direct cause for your now blinded mind.

But I know I must fix what is broken inside because for years it has been only me who could.

Therefore I will soon be left with a painful last resort.

I shall help you rise up even if I must become the enemy.

I would make you hate me in order to help you get better for even though it would kill me it is something I must do to help you as you have helped me.

I cannot think of anything more I could say so I leave you on one final thought.

Even if I must become your enemy and you grow to hate me for all eternity know I will always treasure you as you promised the same to me.