Jesus or a girl.

I cut,
Yet you bleed.
Its my rut,
But its your healing that I need.
I hold my breath,
But its you who turns blue.
And I'm not quite done yet.
But you're so willing to see this through.
I screw up- everyday.
But you dont stop- no matter what I say.
Why can't I just suffer all on my own.
Why won't you let me bear this cross alone.
Whats the gain
If you keep stealing the pain.

You try
And I fail to gain.
I cry.
With you stuffering is all in vain.
I think I try to hard just a tad,
To force this breakthrough.
And its so soffocatingly sad
That I cant break you.
I cant cope- now all the time-
But you still see hope- and make me climb.
Though I Try to- make you leave.
You persist through- yes you belive.
In me somehow,
That the the time to heal is now.