Amends / Tiny bottles

Some bottles were broken
Some bottles were stolen
Others I smiply can't find
The ones that have turn to bitter
The ones refilled with anger and doubt
Can't fix what I can't undo
Can't undo what I didn't do
My own private collection
Now incomplete
The trust that we've killed used to bind us
Kept us together
A rape of the mind
Most violent selection
of unspoken words that hurt from the distance
Now keeps us apart
No scent to remember is left
No memory but sadness we kept
Regret and remorse will now settle
With time we will even forget
We can pretend we can fix what is broken
We can return or replace whatever was stolen
But I can't bring trust back to life
Not without you