by Crystal Lambert

Created on: November 26, 2010

Every time I turn around,

My heart falls to the ground,

Every move I make,

Every breath I take,

He makes me weak in the knees

He makes me feel like a heart load of nothing

For most of our together days, yet he makes me weak

Doesn't allow me to seek

Yet he makes me weak,

Never lets me speak

Yet he makes me weak,

Why punish my soul,

If he doesn't make it whole,

Why give into a heart,

that doesn't think I'm smart

Yet he makes me weak in my thoughts,

He makes me weak in my heart,

And yet in mind, he puts me down

always arguing, its never calming,

always so hateful, and never loving,

why let him make me weak, when my heart has to sneak

has to sneak past his hate, past his non-loving soul, past for him to never understand

and a future that I would never would have had and now he doesn't make me weak,

In fact where there was love for him there is hate, where there was kindness there is no love,

When there was caring about his well being, there is no caring about him, not even for his soul.

And yet he still thinks he makes me weak.

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