Wounded

I am so wounded
So hurt, I am not living
I am so wounded
So hurt, I cannot see
What it might be like to be free

I gave everything – all of me
Built a castle in the air
It seems so fucking unfair
The castle has dissolved
And taken with it
Everything I believed in
My smile has been wiped
Like an old unwanted tape
My happiness kicked into touch
It all meant so much

I am not living, but surviving
So lonely, so stuck in the past
A fairytale of memories
That I hoped would last
Lost, cast adrift, cut to the bone
How did I end up so alone?
I lived for you, not me
Rejected, I finally see
How I lost myself in an ‘us’
You didn’t appreciate nor want
I dug a hole so deep
Fit for an endless sleep

I am so wounded
So hurt, I am not living
I am so wounded
So hurt, I cannot see
What it might be like to be me

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