behind scenes

see its all about me

all about the things i use to see

now, its about a stranger

or a coming fall

changing life, changing dreams.

Everything is possible for you and me,

fall dies, spring is born

But it will never be the same again

for you and i

And dont try to tell me its not broken

feel the resentment in your eyes

lost in the lack of forgiving

my inability to let go and forget

A root of distrust and suspicion is growing
inside of me

finding it difficult to accept a loss,
a loss of pride
a loss of dignity
a loss of you

Seething, aching emotional turmoil,The harboring of animosity..
A grudge held against betrayal.
violating my trust..
breaking the rule
deception.. dismissal
traumatized

frightened of directing the emotion of resentment at ... myself

so i give myself reasons that have little to do with my conscious thoughts