Trust

A Tragic Defeat

R E L I E F
I think as I sigh in defeat
Should I be this happy while my heart is in the back seat?
The problem was, you didn't make me feel complete,
Or even completely me,
Without my feeling a need
To be discreet
As I lay down on these bed sheets
I think about what love has done to me
It's simply depleted me
It's Obsolete
It mistreated me,
Leaving me in a sorrowful defeat.