Elucidating Questions

My love for you is expensive in ways you’ll never know.

I cry myself to sleep wishing it would just go.

All you do is bite me, even when I’m trying to help.

You disregard me in ways that

Make me feel disposable

Unneeded.

Unwanted.

I scream words you never care to listen.

So obsessed with time.

I love all your broken parts the same,

While you tear me down over and over.

I have no answers for you

That don’t show the pain you’ve caused me

But according to you

It’s the pain I feel that’s a problem.

As if I can just not feel it.

I wish you could feel how I feel.

Is that cruel?

I don’t know if I care anymore.

Maybe that’s how love dies.