Someday

Won’t be left twisting in the wind
Waiting on someone to call me
Stringing me along with malice
Was this the plan from day one?
Who said that insults don’t sting?
Must of not felt your verbal blade
Bleeding from sorrow deep inside
With wounds that somehow never heal

Hiding behind your feminine charm
Wearing pain like a fragile mask
Love was disguised in your eyes
Somehow guilt always got in the way
Did I ever mean anything at all?
Thirty summers later still unsure
Part of my innocence was taken
I couldn’t mend all the damage

Broken within my shattered heart
Falling farther than anytime before
Every lyric was steeped in frustration
With how you fucking lied to me
It served as ammo to create songs
A writer gets inspired when in despair
It’s a form of therapy I indulged in
In hopes I could forgive you someday