this is what it’s like to love an addict
you’d rip your own heart out and give it to them. because theres is broken. you lose yourself slowly. piece by piece. deteriorating in different ways everyday by the seems. you become empty. a shadow of yourself. lose your identity. the addiction swallows them up whole and then swallows you up next.
stranded out at sea
there’s no safe haven anymore
no one to pull me up to shore
no life jacket to float
no oxygen mask while I choke
no one to run to with open arms
and no where to run to anymore
I reach out but no one sees me
and all I see is myself
all writing these poems about you ever did was keep us alive when we should’ve been dead.
Your words always left a bad taste in my mouth;
I knew they’d gone bad before they came out
“friends don’t kiss” , you said while you’re leaving
well, friends don’t fuck either and who do we think we are kidding?
i see my father more now that he’s dead than i ever did while he was alive
Maybe our delusions and toxic traits just matched up perfectly; just blame it on chemistry ‘
the narcissist and the codependent – fitting together like each others missing puzzle piece, how sweet.