How can I describe

something there are no words for?

How can I deny

when the evidence is on the floor?

No, I’m not evil

and no I’m no saint.

No, I won’t trust you

and you will do the same

Bittersweet relationship;

They help you out

then make you quit.

They burn you out

until you’re sick.

They say sorry,

will you forgive?

I played their game

against themselves.

I watch madness fly,

but did I save myself?

I watched them cry

and beg for help.

Only to realize

to them, I lost myself.

We needed change,

but only argued again.

So I put down my fist,

and pick up a pen.