Mortal

when trust 
was broken 
I lost myself 
depressed 
I’m anxious 
nervous as hell 

I  never  saw the signs
you  seemed fine
why  did you 
keep your  thoughts and feelings all to yourself 
i was  just trying to be there for you 


I was your friend   
until the end 
want what is best 
this causes stress
know in the end 
i am mortal
just flesh and bone 
imperfect I have grown 


I know I may be difficult at times but I truly wanted 
to work out our differences and coexist 
I did not want to end this way 

I did not want to end this way
Is there nothing more I can do 
I’d like a second chance 
to prove I can be a better friend to you

I was your friend   
until the end 
want what is best 
this causes stress
know in the end 
I am mortal
just flesh and bone 
imperfect I have grown 

I reflect on my past and the actions
I have made learning from my past mistakes

my fear 
is that this cycle will 
repeat itself 
unless I make a change 
within 
day in 
day out 
I struggle I need some help 

life 
has shown shades of pain loss and grief
deceit defeat lost sight of what 
I have become 
what I feared most
this pain I feel is real 

when trust 
was broken 
I lost myself 
depressed 
I’m anxious 
nervous as hell 

now that I know you won’t be here for me 
in the end I have to move on for my fucking self
— The Art of Deception