Fifteen years of broken glass
And shattered eyed
Fifteen years of tear stained cheeks
The longest days
The longest weeks
Fifteen years with knives in my back
Wounds still deep
And burning from the salt that I lay in
Fifteen years that I have been betrayed
I have had many years and chances to leave
But year after year
I have stayed
Because I can’t
The world is a scary place without your cynicism
And the light burns my eyes
So I stay here
On your leash
Suffocating
Safe and unloved
For three more years.