What remains

I use to be able to stand myself 

I use to be happy 

I have never felt this insecurity 

I want it to leave 

 

you opened up this version of me 

I don't know how to get back the old me 

why did she have to leave 

 

why did you do the things I know 

why did your explanation not feel like an apology

why did I not get confirmation that these things would stop 

 

you say that if we're here in a month your gone 

what's the rush 

you created this girl 

she was not like this before 

 

you broke me 

scarred me 

I would have never thought those things you've done

it sounds like someone elses story

not mine 

 

but here I am day after day 

never feeling the same 

slowly desending into the abyss 

 

I'm not sure how to get out of this 

 

I wish you could help 

I wish your words would mean something to me 

your lies have proven I can't trust you 

I have to do this on my own 

 

i will crawl out of this despair 

Once I reach the surface

I need to figure out what remains here