âbreak upâ
.
In my house
I now sit
alone
a place that
once was
our home
you promised
together
forever
but now
itâs just
never
as youâve
left me
on my
own
Nighlty
I try to sleep
in a bed
too big
for just
me
tossing and turning
scared of whatâs
now
to be my
destiny
And
I mustâve have
missed
the four horsemen
of the
apocalypse
as they
slipped
through my mindâs
door
galloping across
anxietyâs
floor
filling our
once happy
room
with dark clouds
of my lonely futureâs
gloom
until nightly
they share my
bed
when Iâd rather
have you
next to me
instead
Yet
you so easily say
letâs stay
friends
but surely thatâs just
delaying the
end
as my anger and hate
simply waits
painfully
hesitates
Then
eventually
it has to go
somewhere
and youâve said
for me
you no longer
care
so surely
itâs only
fair
that my hate
is a cloak
you must
wear
But
itâs not something
in which Iâll
rejoice
As
when all said & done
it was
only your
choice









