I never used to be this person.
This anxiety filled, frustrated person.
I never used to want to punch through a wall or run my car into a bridge.
I never used to want to sleep away my life in order to escape the toxic memories of what you did to me.
I used to be independent.
I used to have dreams that floated with the clouds.
I used to imagine changing the world, now I’m lucky if I change my frown upside-down.
I used to be free.
Free from your hateful words
Free from your sabotage
Free from your guilt
Free from you.
Now I’m like a passenger on the Titanic. Not knowing where to find the lifeboats so I just watch the boat sink lower and lower.
I’m trapped, just waiting to drown in my sorrow and despair.
