Im sorry.
I tried.
I tried to find something that i could hold on to.
I tried telling myself.
But why is this still hanging on the very edge of my mind?

I feel like you're hiding behind the words you're speaking.
Looking at you, i felt blank.
I felt myself creating more questions.
You almost took my sanity.

I tried feeling confident with your words.
I wanted to believe, i swear.
I wanted to forget about it.
But it hit me hard.

You changing the words of the story.
Leaving me back to square one-clueless.

Can i start a new verse of the poetry?