nothing will hurt worse,
than what i did to you.
no self-consoling,
ever came through.
i decided,
i dont want to know the truth.
whatever love is,
or what made me hold onto you.
you're my ticket out,
one i wish I could lose.
like a place of transportation,
would ever appear in this room.
cage me for years and call it soon.
with nothing but myself to lose.