Again

You start talking and I started yelling.

It's the same old fight, the same old feelings.

No amount of apologies or tears can change the emotions building up inside me.

I have so much fear,

Fear I'm really not wanted, or thought to be too critical.

Fear we won't last because we don't have the time.

But the I'm burdened by regret;

Not because of my feelings, but my actions.

Regret that you'll never understand my irritability.

It was the same old fight,

I have the same old feelings.

(written July 30, 2005)