Protector

You have two sides;
one is full of love,
and the other is a monster.

Whenever we're together,
the loving, caring, sweet side comes out
and I couldn't be happier.
Just having you by my side is enough to calm me.

But your other side always has to
creep in, and you leave, and I don't know where you're going.
I'm left in the dark,
but I'm not that stupid.
I know what you're doing,
when you go with them and leave me,
cause you never want me to know.

And so when you're not around
I scramble to the highest peak and
I scream
I shout
and my desperate cries echo boundlessly,
with no end
and no replies come.
No help.
No one cares but me.

And I've tried to fix this
without you knowing,
playing my cards the right way,
casually suggesting ideas in conversation,
but you shoo them away like a bee.
If you are stung, you will change,
but you can't let this happen,
and I have no idea why.
I can only imagine the worst,
but I won't let this words escape my mouth
because speaking them will make them true.

If I can get
your loving side
to leave the monster,
win in battle,
then maybe I can rest in peace.

This is the reason why I am on this earth.
I am a Protector,
and if I fail
then many lives are in danger,
including my own.