Letting Loose

I stepped across a line

Told myself not to cry

Said that it’d be worth it for you You told me I’d be fine But you could’ve been lying

Then what would be the use?

My trust is a precarious thing

And it is failing swiftly

Trust is something I have

So much to lose

Crumbling at my feet I feel

Myself crumbling quickly Is this my fault, your fault,

Or is this what happens when you let lose?