Didn't Want to Catch; Can't Release

Frustration wells in the center of my chest
A garbage compactor around my heart
Crushing closer emotions better discarded
More suitable for release
Never shoulda been caught
But there they are
Stuck
Trapped
Entangled
Ensnaring
my soul
Arresting
me

"Loving you is like a battle, and we both end up with scars..."

Loving you is like a battle,
like a battle,
like a battle.
Loving you is like a battle,
a battle for...
loving you is like a battle for the most.
The most sacrifice, the most hurt, the most pain, the most inertia.
Loving you is like a battle,
like a battle where we both end up prone,
bleeding,
crying,
still trying to battle while bleeding on the ground.
Loving you is like a battle.

I wish all it left were scars.