How did i ever end up here,
Cant remember how long its been since your intentions became clear.
Your constant fight for control and order,
Never knowing what new fight is around the corner.
My heart use to hold you so dear ,
Now when your keys hit the lock I'm filled with fear.
Did i do enough today to pass?
Or will it be another night of a silent treatment class.
When will i break free from these chains,
you have no idea the energy this drains.
A prisoner in my own home,
when my soul was always meant to roam.
The never ending promise of change ,
but you always seem to make it suddenly out of range.
I'm tired of loving with nothing in return,
I'm ready to step back and watch this whole thing burn.
When will i break free from these chains,
you have no idea the energy this drains.
A prisoner in my own home,
When my soul was always meant to roam.
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Sophie Carpenter
you'll find a bit of everything here , please take the time to read a few things , i will be forever grateful xox
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