I Must

I’m not to be mistaken

For your backrest

Not your carry-all, not your crutch

Not your lifeboat, not your Hail Mary

Fuck your narcissistic necessities

Fuck your alcoholic amenities

I’ve said goodbye to your passive aggressive

I’ve said goodbye to your aggressive passions

Making peace with my makers

I’ve made your home into itty bitty pieces

Making peace with my makers

I’ve made our home into two pieces

One for the heart of mine that was fooled

The other for the heart that was not

And together I threw them into the flame

Together, I watched the glitter and gold melt

Together, I put out the fire with the tears

And held the ashes in my hands

Held them close to my face

You were beautiful, so beautiful

But you made me ugly

And now I must let you go