Break Free

Here I am

with a fine fuck off

to the thought of you

and the damage that you left behind

I can’t escape the fear

of someone being shown too much

and running away screaming

or worse, doing as you did

The walk away in silence

The anonymous mocking

The fading as if I never mattered

Years later and you haunt me still

giving weight to the voices in my head

I’ve always struggled to shut out

A kindred spirit turned to wicked vengeance

I hope you’re happy out there

I’m sure you found your way

to everything you ever wanted

while I’m still drowning here

waiting for the lifeline

you pulled straight from my hands

I’m sure it would give you glee

to know what marks you left behind

so fuck you again from your past

as the one left here to burn

in the flames you left behind

so long ago you probably barely remember

Well I’m still here and they still glow

and I’m left motionless in them

unable to break free

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