For fuck's sake, this emotion is triggering so much fear and anxiety. You say you love me and you want me, the next moment you're saying I've nothing to offer you. How deadly your words are to one's self-esteem and one's very dark, polluted soul.
You're a fucking coward who can't face the reality of life. You can't take care of yourself, or me, or your daughter. How dare you tell me that I cannot offer you anything in life! I've worked 40+ hours a week since the age of 18, I have little to show for it because all I've done is take care of people who didn't take care of me.
and you, sir, are no better than they are! empty promises and empty words are all you've ever offered me.
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Disquietude
Poetrypoems & letters of someone who was love with a person who is unavailable, to moving on, to being in love with someone emotionally satisfying.
