It all started when I was weak,
Tired of living,
Tired of my own voice,
Wanting to find the perfect get away,
With little to no noise,
Facebook, It was so long ago,
When I tried to keep you to myself,
But he said it was for me to share,
I tried to scream no,
Tears combing through my lashes,
Trying to curve into what is like a ball,
It all started when I was weak,
Tired of living,
Tired of my voice,
Wanting to find the perfect get away,
With little to no noise,
My legs shaking, hands quaking,
You were the one,
Just a liar, while im on fire,
What is happening to me?
Dreams sleep,
The nights bleak,
I missed the memo from that week,
My present was gone the bow was cut,
And you sat there and tired to accuse me,
It all started when I was weak.