I Don't Need Your Picture

Glass shatters against the wall
Falls to the floor in a bittersweet melody
Squeezing the last piece in my hand
Making a deep incision in the soft flesh
Sitting in an oversized chair
Letting it hold me tight like you should have done
My hair hangs long in front of my face
Hiding the pain and guilt
Black tears roll down my cheeks
As the mystery slowly washes away
Blood running gracefully down my fingers
Dripping quietly to the small puddle on the floor
I let it happen again
The secrecy that guided me left me to fend for myself
You knew I wouldn’t get close
But you broke right through the fortress that keeps me unknown
Knowing the real me is like reading the diary of a person not yet born
By now you could have written every word yourself
Lately all you do is push me away when I try to be the comfort you need
My presence isn’t good enough
You don’t care about my love
My guard shot up and I’m wary again
With this last piece of you still in my hand
Your face smeared with my blood
Pushing deeper into my skin
So much pain you’ve caused and the blame is all on me
I throw what’s left of you at the wall
You break just like you broke me
I don’t need your picture anymore
I don’t need you anymore