Words, for they have so little meaning.
I open my eyes and meet reality but it still feels as if I am dreaming.
What happened to the bonds that were just as thick an ice burg.
Sun rays beam through and it quickly melts only because those words were heard not seen nor felt.
I want to believe everything that I was told.
But I walk down memory lane wearing heavy garments because this organ on my sleeve always seems to be cold.
Speaking of trust I seem to only know the antonym.
Farewell to me wishing things would change.
No matter how I mapped out the equation the solution always ended up being the same.
That virtue yeah the one that starts with an H
Slowly but surely I envisioned it would soon turn to hate
This is not a circle no it is not your turn.
I should be the one who decides when to let loose.
But you skipped over me and passed me by as if I was a mere game of duck duck goose
I can't say that it's your loss for I don't know if this was meant to be
Shackles and chains were meant to be Broken so that I can break free
Be released from what was tearing me apart mentally
Happiness is the only thing I was trying to attain, how selfish of me.
Take care xoxo