Breaking Point

When you said those words with that look in your eyes, I died. The butterflies in my stomach ate each other up. A shiver crawled up on my arm, leaving me naked.

But that happened behind my face. In your eyes, I’m made out of stone.

Only one single thread is holding me

And I don’t know if I should be thankful or if I’m a hostage

I can’t escape from those emotions

I’m nauseous from all these thoughts

I want to feel absolutely nothing

When will my peace come?

Will a heaven ever exist for me?

Destroying each other

With the same weapon

…

What’s the weapon?

What do you mean?

You’re looking at it right now

And using it every day

I wonder…

What did you break?

What did I break?

Who have we destroyed