Sweet Release

My mind is like a steel trap

I can’t get the right words to tell you how I feel

Emotions bottle up, but are angrily shot out

At the wrong place, wrong time

I can’t see inside your head

I don’t have a crystal ball

Before, there was so much anticipation, attention, anxiety

Now, there is just indifference, indecision, idealism

What happened? What changed?

You used to call me beautiful

But now, you barely call me.

I am begging & pleading for your sweet release.

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