I’ve known all the time,
that your love was mine,
I’ve been humbled down,
to my very last dime.

You made me believe,
my eyes could not see,
your maniacal laughter,
and all of your glee,
in what has become,
the destruction of me.

You demanded an audience,
you held me, then my hand,
you planted the future,
inside my head.

Now that you’re gone,
it is so lonely and cold,
you surrounded me with,
your ghosts, fears, and demons,
then blamed it all on me.

Though I am the one,
whose heart burns with the sun.

I heard you clearly,
you said together,
forever as we,
no matter how hard,
I fought for you,
you always fought against me.

Then I broke down,
when I realized I was the clown,
as you left,
you took it all,
and left me,
your thorny crown.

You failed me,
with clear eyes,
which never see,
any of your responsibility.

You called yourself an ally,
with of four hours of text,
when each message was more,
harsh than the next.

You whined that your feelings,
were hurt by something I said,
though I’m supposed to forgive,
you for your actions that,
could have left me dead.

When I took a light,
to shine on your plan,
you screamed “Gaslighter!”
and off you went to bed.

Never seeing your faults.
Never seeing your mistakes.
Never seeing your complicity.
Never seeing that which you do.
As I begged for mercy,
you stomped me with your shoe.

While you sleep soundly from,
your place on high,
every day is a struggle.

When I close my eyes,
all those who attack me,
locked me in my head.

I’m certainly not alive.

I’m not entirely dead.

Once full of the joyous color of love,
I see an intense amount of dread.

I know, I know, I know, it is not all in my head.

Just in your words,
and all those apologies,
you’ve left unsaid.