....

The thought of your memory weighed me down

 Everytime i tried to fly away you brought me down

Wanting to escape but you made me stay

 How do you have a hold lof me when your so far away?

 

Your invisable ropes getting tighter each day

 Hand me a pair of scissors so i can cut them away

Break the pupette strings so i can run away

 Eventually fly to a far away place

Where your memory is scribbled out with black sharpie

 And my scars from you are but tatooed nothings

 

Your memory gone

 Finally fade

I can now finally breathe with the breath of finally being liberated 

 

 

Author's Note