You do not face the consequences of your actions
Rather I am left to do damage control
I am left within the ruins of actions you went through with.
So here I am left with a mess
A mess I did not create
A mess I did my very best to prevent
Yet here I am falling ...
Falling deeper into a dark endless pit of depression
all due to the actions you chose to make that ultimately effected me
And in the end they will only effect me negatively.
I do my best to communicate with you
Yet it seems as if you do not care
It seems as if my feelings, my urgency, and seriousness of these situations do nothing to change your future decision making.
I am alone in this world,
Although this ring is on my finger
Although we have gone through hell and back
You have essentially become numb to the words I speak
numb to the tears I cry
I cry due to the emotional distress you have caused me...
I am so happy that you have been able to express such dark and complex emotion through writing. It is fantastic to have that freedom. I believe this is a good example of how many roots can thrive and claim us no matter if we try to keep them at bay. What comforts me after reading something so desperate and hurt is that time can show that no matter what thrives, even weeds among flowers, things do change and heal and reproduce.
A few years ago this was my life. So much that it would seem you were writing this about me. I could have said these exact same words. (I almost gave up.) Now Im happy to say that my relationship has come a long way since then and things are so much better than I ever imagined they could be. I only hope that the same outcome lies ahead for you. Dont give up.