dont worry, your in my heart

this was written about my ex boyfriend

I am trapped in this room

Yet I’ve found a way out

^Barricaded by these four red walls that remind me

It is filled up with memories

This is why I must stay

I was placed in dead center

Feeding off of the leftover scraps

I have _dug a deep hole and let my feet _{s w i n g}

Feeling what could be

It seems better on the other side

No walls to hold me back

I turn and see what I’m leaving behind

A feeling of guilt washes over me

If I leave, this room will _break

Then there will be nothing left

I am the glue holding it together

Is this risk worth taking to set myself ^free?