ACHES [Wattys Winner 2015]

Nail in my coffin

Yes! it is true,

That your words were

The soil over my coffin.

The death of my innocence celebrated,

Through manifestations of rumblings.

Mumbling people in my thoughts,

Of how blind I was to see,

You were no saviour, just an enemy.

But the greater truth here doesn't belong to you.

It clings to my convictions

And my ability to trust and love,

To give it my all....

So reality was, 

Even before you shot the gun

With bullets of your malicious being,

I had nailed my coffin.

I nailed it tightly.