I had to let you go.
The nails were driven deep into my skin,
The I’s had fallen blank on my ears,
The laughter drained when you forsook the truth.
Long nights of longer days of longer nights of longest days,
Everything was lying before me.
My time was so precious to you that you stole it.
You saw my chinks and slipped your crevices into calking rhythmic blankets sympathy.
You leaned on me to fuel your obsessions,
To tilt just barely away from overdose,
To live while dying.
I had to give you up to let you fall on your own feet.
Let you stand without aid.
To deal with real and to reel back in shock and awe of life.
I’m full of holes where you drilled me.
Where I allowed you to press into me and drain me dry.
You have enough from razors,
Enough from my veins.
Now you must see,
You must look.
Holding you is crippling you.
Stand.
Breathe.
Scream.
And for the first time,
Move.
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