Embers Of a Dying Heart

Let It Go?

Letting go one strand at a time.

Everything you say, derails me from this constant line.

Which I followed you with so much loyalty.

Everything you said and did was treated like royalty.

I treated you like god.

You treated me like shit and I could just nod.

Because I was in a constant line.

Everything you said was divine.

Oh how dearly I wanted you to be mine...

But now I see.

That you and I were never meant to be.

So...I'll use force.

I'll make you look so bad.

It will drive my surroundings mad.

I don't need you, not here or in my bed.

My friends will pat my head.

The words I dread to hear.

"You moved on friend, do not fear the past shall stay in the rear."