On a Different Page

The inability to share fears,
leading to discomfort and space,
if only you could see as I do,
noticing the look on her face.

I'm reminded not to worry,
as she lives with her man,
but they're on different pages,
leaving her horizon to expand.

Too familiar with this situation,
careful not to step on your toe,
but the pain and fear I feel,
is something you don't know.

Attempts of communication,
result in unsatisfied thoughts,
your assurance is questionable,
unlike myself you have never fought.

When precious lives are granted,
unexpected actions can occur,
purely out of instinct,
due to the pain I endure.

Unwilling to be defeated,
against the world I stand,
am I the true enemy,
for wanting to keep my man?

Not for such reasons,
but enemy of myself I am,
not allowing peace to enter,
closing up like a clam.

Time reveals the sadness,
of the energy against me,
seems as though I am wrong,
please heed to my plea.