When I'm with you,

I hate myself,

Because of the churning,

Of emotions I can feel.

In the pit of my stomach,

The center of my body,

The absolute depths of my soul.

I can feel the anger,

The hatred,

The undying love.

Towards you.

Towards myself.

I don't know what to do,

I'm lost within myself.

You are a tricky one,

Keeping me prisoner,

Inside my own mind.

I can see you think,

About you and me.

Why don't you tell me?

What is in that mind?

Behind your beautiful face,

That has inner turmoil all over it?

You grow ever more distant.

Why don't you tell me,

What you are thinking?!

I could help!

I certainly couldn't hurt,

Not anymore than you have me.

I try to help,

You push me away.

What else can I do?!

Than walk on without you.