I Mourn My Own Weakness Poem by Fallen Too Far

blank words, sore heart bleeding
Can't you see Im sick of needing
Your pleasant words so ill disguised
My view of your back, my own demise
I am a person, same as you
Needing something, a change of view
Tell me something I don't know
Tell me you want to see me tomorrow
But I won't take it
Because I never do
I'll walk away and leave it to
Become a burden on own my heart and
Let it follow me into my own dark
That I have created
All on my own
To haunt me with promises
I can't make the best of this
Of breaking and healing
It never is ending