Goddess

as my final act of love,

i’ll let you go

not love for you, 

but for myself

i’ll free myself of your deathly grasp,

your hurt,

your pain

your inner war became my trauma

and i haven’t felt peace in a long time

haven’t known what it’s like to be just okay in too long

haven’t known a regulated nervous system since meeting you

can i get back to myself now?

can i breathe deeply now

and not prepare to defend myself?

loving you was a battlefield

would i make it out alive that day?

would i survive?

or would your cold heart shut me out once again

while i beg for an ounce of your love?

i walked through fire to be with you

but i can longer burn to keep someone else alive

goodbye, you.

9/17/25