You said you were sorry about it

If only that could make it easier

Now I'm just trying to forget it

But even that's a reminder

Now these streets are haunted

What used to be was memories

Are now anxieties

I will always love you all

But I can't be the only one to fall

Metaphors, similes

Could never solve anything

But there is no therapy

No at ease

No relief

So you say you were so weak

But it is doing nothing

I let go of memories

And hold on to what was done to me

You're so sorry

Done to me

You're