Broken

Emerging from the Chrysalis

You said you would never do me wrong,

Never leave me broken, all alone.

Said a million things, but now I know,

That I should stick to the promises I made,

To myself, but I was swayed.

I was just a puppet in your show.

Your brittle lips, lies slip out,

Made sweet by my tongue.

Sugar coated lies, keeps me wanting more.

In a fierce fire blaze, a honey-induced daze,

Unaware of what was in store.

Saying what I wanted to hear,

Calling me “honey,” “dear.”

Stuck in your spider web,

I was a fly, not struggling,

Unaware I was trapped,

Lying in the sticky sap,

Of the euphoria your words did bring.

But now I see; now I know,

I was just a puppet in your show,

Attached to the strings,

That you were pulling.

But now I am free,

And now I see,

So now, finally, I can spread my wings.