A choice made by you to interfere,
now I can't handle any soul near.
No contact is too far away,
I'm surrounded yet alone every day.
To you it was a simple thing,
taken what you wanted and never looked back.
stripped me clear of any resolve
the bleeding has stopped but I still feel the cracks
left in me by your misuse.
I never wanted the abuse.
I choose now to rebuild and grow,
to look past the pain, tears and sorrow.
I am the 'me' I wanted to be
to see, feel and breathe.
Though this will hurt evermore,
I look to myself, and adore!
My heart yearns for a soul like me.
To see, feel and breathe
the way I do from life's harsh blade.
Is there another?
I grow always, and wait...
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