Grudge Duty.

When your heart hurts.
Your soul feels lost.
You can't feel the ground because it left a long time ago.
The light of day barely meets your eyes.
Opportunity seems bleak.
What are you doing? 
How can you live with yourself?
Take your battered soul.
Take your smart mouth.
Let me go.

Breaking Up. Breaking Down.

She threw around her insecurities like birds throw themselves to the wind.
She was falling to pieces.
She didn't exactly know why, but yet she knew the very reason.
I'm sorry I don't trust myself to be consistent.
A firey woman whose happiness was killed before it could be found.
Something wrong in the soul, at the core of her foundation.
Take a look closer and you'll realize she loves you as only as much as she knows.
Blinded by rage and sadness.
She doesn't have a goal.
A list of demands and then she's out the door.
Waiting to dance the dance of fools all the while breaking your spirit.
We can't always get what we want.
We can't always love right.
And surely there's always room for a lesson because this is not the peak.