Finally there it was, the thing he needed to face,
The fact that she used him after he had extended her grace,
A fact he never would have nor ever wanted to confess,
But every few months he throws up the thoughts he’s been trying to supress,
Gullible he was when he decided to trust her,
Now he can never forget, and things won’t ever be as they were,
Now a broken man trying to find the scattered pieces of life,
Trying to find the pieces to convince him that life is worth the fight.