more than just words

she was once so sure of who she was and where she was headed of what she could accept and what she would not treasure of the gift that was her life designed for her alone but once he unwrapped her he took away control and she became the passenger in her own car she developed new burns on wounds that had not yet scarred or healed she became a reflection in the mirror of a girl who once stood with rigour rooted in her values and identity lost to insecurity

with you the grey skies become vibrant and the air feels clear of the burdens we share in a world designed for us to survive and not live a blurred vision with hope and possibilities beyond the happiness of temporarily being with you and i need this to feel something to feel alive to want to breathe and exercise my right to exist but when the feeling is gone and i am all alone when you have withdrawn from what we once were i am cold i am incomplete i am no longer free