hey

i don't need a personal jesus

to validate my deeds

i don't want to be your missus

and submit to your greed

i don't need a compass

to direct my course in this life

i don't want to be your carcass

not your fool, not your wife.

better half

looking back 

on our yesterdays

where i draw my strength from

a love that seemed 

like a promise of forever

who would have known

my better half 

would turn into a stranger

devoid of feeling

oh, the hurting.

trying to hold back my tears

as our now becomes

a little more painful each day

broken things 

should not be thrown away

so they say

but i learnt

time would not glue them back together

they're never the same ~

i am not the same. 

~ beautifulbruises©2013