Broken Promise Tonight
Giving in to paranoia
One touch to ease my mind
A promise I'm breaking to myself
As I silently join their kind
A place I promised I'd never be
I've come to find tonight
As I travel down a new path
Even though I know it's not right
I'm tired of pretending
To be someone and something I'm not
Another touch fueling destruction
I couldn't care less if I'm caught
Because the people that matter see my every move
And anticipate it before I do
So it comes to no surprise to them
Who I've chosen as my new crew
My new comrades take away my pain
With their own torture they heal
My broken self which chooses
To no longer feel
Here in a stupor
I sit and I write
Because I know nothing else
That can help me tonight
Copyright © Rachel Couvillon | Year Posted 2012
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