breaking down.
my heart is breaking.
pieces are falling.
tears joins the wretched path.
the crimson road i see.
is it really a shock to me?
tables are turned.
no longer loving what is hated.
rather,to hate what used to be loved.
resigned to my fate.
trapped.helpless.
look up,i see the ever present rain.
claps of thunder,flashes of lightning.
it scares me.
held down by the chains called 'love'
is it that bad to detach myself from the chains?
i see people,free.
yet i see people hurting.
is freedom from 'love' what i really seek?
looking back,being hurt.
yet she continues loving.
is it worth it?