One Firm Grip

One firm grip One extra look into dead eyes One struggle between hope and betrayal One cut in the wounds of broken trust and a lifetime damage is made A million questions left unanswered The wounds are scars now You dread your favorite city and eat your thoughts. Now you're life-sentenced to a dark room with no door, no chains but you still won't move So you dress pretty and forgive the world, till a firm grip from another takes you back to that horrible moment from the past