For You (a poem)

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I have wept on countless nights

for you.

I have screamed my throat raw

for you.

I do everything that I can,

bend myself to where I break,

change who I truly am, everyday,

just to please you. But, it's

never enough. Even though everything I

am is because of you, and

even though you break my heart

every single time you come home,

I will never, ever, be enough

for you.

I have run leaps and bounds

for you.

I have danced a treacherous dance

for you.

You make me play your games,

you make me hate myself, and

others, because "only you deserve me."

You make me physically ill, and

yet, I love you. I can't

not love you. It is impossible.

So, perhaps that is why I'm

leaving tonight. For good. You won't

be able to find me unless

you search under your shoes. Goodbye,

don't be angry. I'm doing this

for you.


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