Self-Sacrifice

Don't you see that this pushes

me, pushes me

shoves me back in this corner

where I can't breathe

makes me feel like I'm not good enough, worth enough

decompresses me

unempowers me

desanctifies my needs

until yours have swallowed me,

devoured me,

slithered into every part of me

until

there is no me.

And so this is why, don't you see.

But the ultimate blame

falls and stalls on me

because I invited you to

let this bad blood seep into

us

I now see

how blinded I turned you and me

in the first place.

R.