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?