It seems as if adrift
Holding on to being broken
Longing to move on
Unable to forgive
Trust an abstract notion
Scars within that arrest
Any thought of connection
The one who did this
Who does not truly comprehend
Things we do have consequences
Trust is both a salve, and weapon
Damage caused can change us
To believe we mean nothing
It hearts matter not
We were my enough
We were discarded
We are forgot
How does one forgive?
When no regard was quartered us
So aimless we float
When wishing we could drown
All alone in the sea of regret
Insignificant.
4d ago
May 30, 2026 at 4:23 PM UTC
It seems as if adrift
Holding on to being broken
Longing to move on
Unable to forgive
Trust an abstract notion
Scars within that arrest
Any thought of connection
The one who did this
Who does not truly comprehend
Things we do have consequences
Trust is both a salve, and weapon
Damage caused can change us
To believe we mean nothing
It hearts matter not
We were my enough
We were discarded
We are forgot
How does one forgive?
When no regard was quartered us
So aimless we float
When wishing we could drown
All alone in the sea of regret
Insignificant.
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