As I looked into your eyes, I saw my future go up in flames.

Did you even notice that I was always the one to blame?

I knew relationships were supposed to be hard and require a lot of work.

We’re perfect in public and really give people the illusion we have fireworks.

I know I’m not happy but fear I’ll never get out.

Can relationships work without having to always shout?

My mental health is an inconvenience and I try to push it down.

I can’t even talk to you without having a full blown meltdown.

It’s all my fault no matter what the issue.

Sometimes I wish I could just forget you.

I need to get out, I feel so trapped.

Sometimes I feel like I’ve been kidnapped.

There’s no way to leave I’m covered in ash

The fire is everywhere and it’s gone in a flash.