Take me to your answer
tied by the wrists to blind faith
in no position to retort
every reach out that’s ignored
has yet to come back as irate
good wishes cast aside
left alone to die next to foolish pride
preaching to a choir that’s not there
bound to loneliness tied to a chair
apology apology again
jailed to my transgression
caged by your whim
each day i am sentenced to a week
time never served
allowed never to hide nor seek
you know that i won’t leave
but afraid that i will go
back to where you sent me to be alone
no one left inside
this shell of me you left behind
you won’t answer
you won’t say
so, when i start to give a fuck about
what you can’t choose
so afraid of my booze
keep everything you have
and get someone new
if you haven’t already done so
love who you will
no need to worry
skip without feeling guilt
without the same courtesy you could have shown
go get your new life and happiness
go out and get your own
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