Walking Through Hell

Passwords

You are all my passwords

You were supposed to protect things

Now it's all just open and vulnerable

And you don't mind.

You were supposed to defend and protect.

Now here I am. Alone.

Again.

You were the pin to my heart

You were the lock to my secrets

You were the defender of my information

And you deserted your post.

Thanks.

Now I have to spend hours

Erasing the nickname you gave me

From every area of my life.

I don't get how you thought

I wasn't ever as serious about you

As you supposedly were about me.

When you're gone and I'm over you

And I'm still taking time

To get rid of everything

I engraved your name on.

Guess I'll be my own pin.

Be my own key.

Be my own password

My own defender.

Cause you left your post.