What can I do,
with no one left?
I trusted you,
you failed the test.
You told me I could open up,
lips that are sealed, never erupt.
I put my faith in our strong tie,
blindsided by all of your lies.
What should I do,
To split in two,
hurts to the bone.
I thought we shared a sacred bond,
that would outlast life and beyond.
You know me better than I do,
and just the same I know you too.
What will I do
all by myself?
Begin all new,
step off the shelf.
Know that my thoughts are safe and true,
appreciate how much I grew.
Moving along gathering clues,
navigate life, create new views.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy