I searched for love where it truly did not exist.

I searched, 

And I searched, and I searched,

And left the same way I came,

Empty handed.

 

The same voices that propelled me forward were the same ones rooting for my down fall.

This whole time I trusted them.

I looked for them for guidance.

Instead, they mocked me 

I was merely a piece in their twisted puzzle.

Their prized doll in their glass doll house.

They watched me as I fell.

I had no business there,

But I was held captive by my own curiosity.

Walking on eggshells is no way to live,

Right?

If I told you I died three times that day

Would you believe me?

One of the cruelest things you can do to a person is give them false hope.