Look at me,
How far I’ve come..
Now watch me unravel and come undone.
In hindsight,
Now,
It all makes sense-
Backstabbed by people
I considered my friends.
Sometimes I feel like I’m to blame;
I go to scream,
But I refrain.
I go to talk,
Then lose my breath-
My tears are all that I have left.
I’ve lost what I have cherished most;
I’m a lone survivor,
Living among ghosts.