You warned me of what was coming.
Your deceit and my subsequent struggling.
You told me that you did not trust yourself.
Why do I try to believe what I thought and felt?
How could you?
I sit trying to convince the siren that sings to me.
That you did not choose this course looking for what fulfilled your dreams.
You sold what you had thinking you could change your fate.
How is it now? All better and fixed? No nights sitting awake?
You’re now convinced that no one stays. They all run away.
Listen to the voice that tells you if I go or stay.
I thought death hurt only when someone dies.
I have now seen there is not always a need for the flies.
No corpse, no funeral, only my hopeless silent cries.
No one can see that now I regress to my closed off silent hell.
Thank you for returning me to my all so familiar lonely cell.