empty and lost

They you were topping me off with void and depression

furthermore I realize that you wanted that not a piece of me even gave it a second thought

Yet, at times I need to lament the former relationship to move past it now and then I even need to cry to discharge myself of this aggravation

there is harmony in this limit and there is trust in purifying myself of a relationship that cause me such a lot of agony

I'm transforming into that young lady that the artists love to expound on

a wreck in addition to a survivor enveloped all by to one

that is me