We took a walk to sort out things
He held my hand and it flooded memories
He spoke, I listened and I saw it all
This gift he offered, good and bad.
His lips they moved, and I was lost in a trance
To go back as before, akin a U-turn
Every step backwards, the hurt inflicted deep.
Salt to wounds, tampering heart pieces, yet I absolved.
Red lights flashed, and I simply ignored.
I found myself trapped in a tinderbox
He who broke me, promised to change.
I grabbed hold of Pandora’s box,
To relive sadly, the horrors once put to sleep.