Vent

Breaking Habit

Throughout all parts of my life, that I can remember

My place has always been in the back

I'm unseen, only perceived when convenient

my friends would rather forget,

my lovers got bored and left

and then, I'm left on my own

after years of broken trust and tears

my soul grew cold, and fleeting

but i keep telling myself,

time will heal. you will heal.

i let the light in...

a new chapter opens,

and i believe ive found my peace

but just like that,

im thrown back down

left to drown in my despair,

losing pieces of myself after each fall from grace

the scars and sadness streak across my face

and the person in my reflection becomes a stranger

why am i doomed to this hell

forever watching from the outside

never embraced,

alone and betrayed