life choices

We share our whole lives together
But you wont share you.
Like throwing meat to a dog,
You only give me a piece of you bit by bit.
And like a dog I remain grateful of each offering.
Small as they are.

Always lies,
Were so wrapped up in a work of living fiction.
You write it and I pretend to myself that I believe it.
To the point that I don’t recognise the difference between
Fact or fiction,
Reality or dreams,
Truth or deception.
You’ve had me twisted up in so much pain,
That it now nourishes me more than your love ever did.
You’ve stripped me down,
And each time you do,
It takes me longer and longer to rebuild.
And through all this the person I despise is me.
I despise myself for allowing you to do this to me for so long
And for still lacking the ability to pull away.
To protect myself.
To save myself.

by tinkie
posted on 01/18/2008