Skeletons Roaming Free

My stomach turns feeling the anxiousness within you.

Any moment not gonna be the same.

Trying to move forward and forget my past and my mistakes.

These mistakes are thrown back in my face.

Knowing, all I ever wanted was

just to be loved.

Used and mistreated a gift you gave in return.

So skeletons started to form.

wishing I would have been smarter.

Thought of myself more.

Whore, was my name you gave to me.

Flowed so beautifully out of your lips.

My name I became, which brought shame.

My stomach turns in the thought of my mistakes.

So tight the pain and sickness, I can not bare any longer.

Wanting that one just to hold me close,

Whisper sweet nothings in my ear.

I'm not worthy of another's love

my past has defined me, my past has ruined me.

Can I make up for what I have done?

Proof I showed you I can change, No one cares

To them I am the same.

So the loneliness stays.

With my head I hang low.

With these mistakes, I carry shame and humility.

For now my stomach turns in the gut wrenching pain.

My closet stays open and skeletons roam free.

I am sorry this whore wasn’t meant to be.

By:

Audie Edwards