Holding on to the embers from the pit that became our home
Even while they burn me I can't seem to let go
The foundation we built was sand and not stone
I loved you more than you'll ever know

Did you get what you wanted out of me?
I hope you got your fill now that I'm temporarily empty
I'm still digesting all the tall glasses of your misery
that were funneled into my stomach whenever I was uneasy...
And we packed so much **** into 6 months, it may as well have been 6 years
Looking back I see a lot less laughs than there were ever tears...
But red lights blend into everything when you're wearing rose colored lenses
Today I searched for and washed you out of everything like forensics.
And I'm sure there's some people already thinking I should give it a rest,
but I won't censor myself for your comfort because you only like me at my best
I wear my heart around my throat like a necklace
and I think it looks alright on me

And they say, "Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned".
You knew who I was going into this, you didn't need to be warned.

making yourself the victim all the time gets really old
and I know you're not one to take any suggestion you're told
because if **** got better you can't place blame
in every direction except the one that it came
and baby that source is right back to you
I've got, the world's got, we've all got trauma too
but I don't use it for reasons to treat you like ****
all I was ever looking for was a genuine apology and I never got it
and I know deep down you might want to get better
but you want to take the easiest way
there isn't a pill to take away trauma you haven't faced
you're all over the ******* place...
and I'll be able to sleep at night, just maybe not that soon
breathing got easier without you ******* it all out of the room
but I don't like to live a life with regrets,
I loved you with all of me, and I can't change it
I stood with my arms open to you ready to do the work
but I can't tell you the view will be beautiful at the top
if you're going to sit at the bottom in the dirt
which is where you always liked it
manipulation and mental gymnastics
shattered my rose colored glasses

A cog in the machine
A devastated dream