Making too many adjustments, I thought this was just meant
To  be
Temporary.
Dying inside – concealing the pain with a smile
Once in a while I need to breathe…
To be free… to cry
To wonder why
I have to endure this all, no one that I can call
To console me…  who understands me!
I can’t begin
To tell you the ways I deal with this torture
This rage…
Trapped in a cage
Of loneliness
Iron bars built high on Love – or at least that once was
Now all that’s left is bitterness and regret
Hardened by memories I can’t forget
The love has rusted from mistrust
Chipped and decayed from pointless arguments
That had no value - that didn’t make sense
Broken pieces lay on the floor
Too fragile to pick up – too precious to destroy
So I sit near it on the ground not listening to a sound
Deep in thought as I stare at our broken love
That once was
My beautiful paradise instead of
The rusted remains
Of my raging cage