I don't deserve it. <br />I want it, <br />but I know that I shouldn't have it. <br />You're that last drink, <br />the one that sets you <br />over the edge <br />before you do something stupid. <br />I don't want to hurt you. <br />I don't want you to hurt me. <br />I want to love you. <br />I want to give you my heart, <br />but I can't find it. <br /> <br />I don't deserve your care, <br />because I'm a wreck. <br />I voice my opinions <br />and then let them hang. <br />I'm dramatic and weird, <br />but you're weird too, <br />and that's one of the things <br />that make me smile <br />when I picture you. <br /> <br />I wish we could talk, <br />sober as a judge, <br />but being sober is hard work <br />when you're lost and confused. <br />Run run run <br />to your bottle or your stash. <br />Run run run <br />away from you're problems. <br />Run run run <br />away from SOMETHING <br />that would finally make you <br />truly happy. <br /> <br />I'm always running, <br />and you are always forced <br />to try and keep up pace. <br />But oh, <br />I've been running for so long, <br />and my legs are longer, <br />stronger, <br />and deadly. <br /> <br />I want to stop for you, <br />turn around, <br />and give YOU <br />what I don't deserve. <br />Then <br />maybe <br />I'll be a step closer <br />to being a stronger person. <br />I'm weak. <br />Fucking weak. <br /> <br />I want it so bad, <br />and so do you. <br />So let's give it a try... <br />but first I have to stop. <br />Stop time. <br />Stop running. <br />Stop caring about frivilous matters. <br />Stop forgetting. <br />Stop escaping. <br />Stop. <br /> <br />I have to stop telling myself what to do, and finally do it.<br /><br />Samantha Bursich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-best-problem/
