Myself

I tried to be there for you,
but you ran away.
Were there things you knew
that you wouldn't say?

Pushed so hard as I never did before,
I stayed up all night to knock on your door.
Your scars remain,
filled with pain,
that I cannot ease.

You couldn't see,
you didn't hear that it was me.
And trust me that I tried to reach
but pain stuck to you like bloodthirsty leech.

As you suffered you have grown
and your wounds healed on their own.