If our case was
To be heard again
In any court of law
You know it would end
With your actions condemned
And you locked behind this door
At Her Majesty’s Pleasure
You were keen to kidnap my kindness.
Happy to hijack hope from my heart.
You smiled whilst you stole my soul,
and laughed as you looted the love from my life.
So why am I the one who is sentenced to this life of solitude,
And you are strolling around out there scot-free?
(Originally Posted 07.07.2019)