my trust?
it died years ago
when i found that ******* thong.
the song that was once inside of me
is forever changed,
and barely hanging on.
you promised to be faithful
those words i won't forget
but your mouth only spoke
a whole bunch of *******
that now thinking back on
brings tears to my eyes.
promises of a life
that is undoubtedly no where near in sight,
i sit here longing for you to change
but it has become clear
the man you promised to be
has since then,
disappeared.
so do i dwindle on the past
and pretend everything is alright  
or do i run toward the light?
with a fist full of pills
and a bottle full of wine
i bid you adieu
and goodnight.