I love you

and it hurts

I trust you

and every time I get burned

I help you, praying now things finally turn

only to find out hell has depths of no return

I break for you thinking it will make you see

your own flaws you ignore so willingly

but in the end

br o k e n

it leaves only

me

no sign of awareness in your eyes

love masked cleverly as a kind disguise

only to pressure me back into your light

where every truth I speak

will be taken on as critique

and once again there’s no air to breathe

I love you

but I need to break free

when does a man become a monster?