He loves you.

Then he leaves you


to deal with your demons.

The demons are all

in your head,

but yours is a head

that rules your entire self.


You are lost.

Seeking comfort

in the darkness.

In silence.

In fear.

Yet there is no comfort

to be found.


For the darkness reflects

everything that you are

And all that you’re not.

The silence echoes

the words

that need to be heard

and the words that

are never said.


It drives the cycle

over and over and over…

Until there seems to be

no other recourse

But to give in.