May I Apologize, Even Though I’m Not At Fault?

I’m sorry.
Two words that I know I shouldn’t be uttering out
But I need some sort of forgiveness
Even when I have done nothing wrong

What’s wrong?
Two words you never seem to answer me.
But I need some sort of insight
So I can help you through this darkness

Trust me.
Two words whose commanding tone has no effect.
But this is what will get us through.
Even when it seems like the most dangerous thing to do.

I’m starting to feel helpless.
This state you bring yourself to,
Well, it’s unhealthy.
You never seem to notice what you bring yourself down to.

I need you to stop being so strong.
Don’t try to stand by yourself
Accept some sort of support
So you won’t have to endure this alone

If not from me, then any of us.
Please, let us help you
I promise we won’t let go.
No matter how hard you push us away.

Please listen.
Two words I need you to follow.
But you distance yourself away from me.
When all I want to do is help.

Breathing time.
Two words you seem to require a lot of.
But remember I’ll always be here.
You can have your space, but don’t disappear.

Everlasting stability.
Two words we all search for.
But who can really provide us with such virtue?
All I know, is that we can support each other,

For as long it takes for us to find it…

Come Fuel My Flames, Leave Feeding The Fire.

All we need is that sudden friction.
That trigger of adrenaline.
To light this match, and create unstable flames

Hold on to the match long enough,
Watch as the flames near your fingertips.
Feel the burning heat, passion in its hidden form

Until you get burnt, and let go.
I love that look of shock on your face,
As if you couldn’t have predicted that this was going to hurt you.

You try to hide the evidence.
So you won’t have to explain your faults.
But the ashes of a burnt past stain you silk hands.

Rub your palms on my history.
Pass the blame on to me
But these ashes have the knack of trailing fingerprints.

You have no one to blame but yourself for this.
I love the look of regret on your face.
As if you believed you could have made this disappear like past occasions.

I guess the only thing left to do now is to burn the remains.
Fuel your own fire so we can feel our heat once more
This time, there will be no evidence linking you here.

The only thing left now is smoke
Of a foggy past, regret, and bad decisions that have lead you here.

Dual Enrollment

*Directions for reading* The bold part is one poem, the obvious and painfully straightforward writing that depicts this situation. The italics are a different poem, the subliminal and symbolic writing that depicts the same situation. Read it as you'd like, bold only, then italics, or both toegether in the same stanza. The way it depicts in my mind, was saying two compleatly different things, but meaning the absolute same...

I just realized I tend to hide behind symbolism
Stare at curtains covering that fragile dancer
That hides from the world

Let’s try something new,
Why don’t we be more upfront this time?
Pull what magic string, reveal what’s inside.
Beware: once you see it, you can’t turn back.

It seems that no matter how blunt I am,
You never see who I am or what I want.
This stained glass refracts your lighting
To portray the illusions you think you see.

How much do you really know who I am?
Please, enlighten me.
Blink away the blur you have imagined,
And see for once what you've been hiding from yourself.

Time for you to see me, for the first time, I won't hide anything.
Lay your eyes upon something new.
This revelation you have come across is as raw
And true as how you want it to be.

I see you're surprised by what you didn't know.
Does this new perspective shed light?
Uncover those shadows you placed upon my mind.

I hope you still love me for what I’ve become.
My scars won’t cause any damage,
But will test your true acceptance

Was this blunt enough for you?
Or will you look away again?
It will be your choice to continue this game,
But you can break away from defiance for once.

I’ve given you every opportunity to realize what I am,
But you hide from me
That mental image you once held,
It seems to be a permanent fixture blurring my personality

Sadly, you missed out on an opportunity of a lifetime.
The moment was wasted,
You let diamonds fall through the cracks,
And you’re not trying to get them back

Because I don’t trust anyone else to see me for what I am
You had the ability to take care of these processions,
To keep them safe, and not get them scratched

Isn’t it funny how the only person you trust?
Is the one that you know will break you the hardest?
Yet you threw everything away,
Shattered my heart,
And cut me off from hope

But no matter how you state it,
Directly or indirectly,
You can only interpret what you want to understand...