Where do you stop? Where do I begin?
My heart bleeds into yours, a reservoir of sin. Take me home. Look behind my eyes.
Let me touch your soul, without your compromise.

The walls you’ve built are tall.
These walls I cannot climb.
You once showed me a future.
Now we leave that all behind.

The guessing game begins.
The mystery unfolds.
You told me there was love.
You made it sound so bold.

My old soul six feet under.
My charm rotting decay.
With every fiber of my being I loved.
Will you watch it waste away?

Reassurance.
I’m needy right?
Those words cut me like jagged shards of ice. Making my heart grow cold.
Now I’m losing this fight.

I lay, sit, and walk around in constant torment. My chest chained to an anchor, woven throughout my ribs. You know this and just ignore it.

I am broken. By the one who was suppose to make me whole.