Literary Escape of Alia

I give you every indication that I need help . I showed you by my words, body, and the worst aspect of my entire being, my rage. With each indication, I see your eyes averted the other way, and I’m wondering what more would it take for you to help me . My words slashed your skin, leaving you with a bruise that not even the owner of its blade can heal. The owner will live with that but the truth will set you free. All of this suffering originated from the thing that everyone desires. Love, but for me, it's more of a component, the help you receive from it. That was the portion of love where I desired the most, help . That's the portion I'm still yearning for from you. More pleading from you. I'm worried if I'll have to force you to help me. Would I then receive your help , as sad as it sounds? Will I then receive your complete love? What more would it take? I ask myself each day. What more should I do to receive your help ? Would it be when I tell you I hold a kni...

It was then I realized that all I ever needed was those three words. “ I am sorry. ” It took me so long to realize the significance of those three words because I had waited so long to hear their sincerity. It took so long… The pressure has driven me crazy, with so much pressure, my shoulder could barely hold it all, so I have given some to you. Knowing firsthand, how life detrimental it can be, to be held to such a high standard. Where you hold someone's life in your hands in order to guide, protect, and love them. If someone had told me how much it would take to love, I would have laughed it off. But after experiencing true love, I realized it's something I can't hold or control on my own. If I could, I'd pretend to be alright and put on my specialty mask. However, I've discovered that in a relationship, one man cannot do everything. Maybe if I had been more direct, we wouldn't have ended up here. Maybe we wouldn't be here if you had said something. I can...

I am not your savior. You put more pressure on me than those around you, even though I believe I am insignificant in your life. Your expectations of me, on the other hand, prove me wrong. These expectations prove just how wrong you believe I can truly be. You want me to stay I can see it in your eyes. Yet you're too selfish to realize the devastation you're causing me. Too selfish to realize how much you've broken me. Maybe I can't live without you, still being with you right now seems like I'm not even living. So I wonder if I do leave, would there be a difference? If I do leave would anything really change? Because now that there is someone new, I can be free somewhat of these unrealistic standards. I can be free and most of all human, for I am not your savior . I may have helped you like no other, but you believing I can't live without you is precisely the opposite because I'm confident it's you who can't live without me. For everything, you do yo...

I have given you everything  My love… Far gone  Even before it was fully born Foolishly I took the risk knowing the inevitable pain of it all Risktaker I might say With life now far gone  In an act filled with an altruistic purpose I became what I despised  A dimmer  Hiding behind your shadow  Losing myself again and again Till the point of no self-return  So why do I try? To find back my light  My reason to smile The confidence  And mostly my life  So if it means  breaking from you  Then surely I’ll do  For I more than a shadow  To you.                                                                      Written by Athalia