I want to be wholeheartedly known by you Not merely for the services I employ I am not just the lubricant in your daily machinery, only used to ease the hardship of reality My existence is not defined only in relation to yours I have smoothed my rough edges to fit beside you, burnished my grit to become further palatable I pine for my once raw disarray You once said it was too arduous to celebrate me How do you choose a gift for someone without passion? Has your memory buried who I was when I first bloomed for you? She was vivid and whole and untamed My devotions have only been quelled by my exhaustive duty to your comfort How do I relearn to revel in my own gratification To not spend all waking moments ensuring your own I crave to rebuild my personhood To gently peel away from what has consumed me I don’t need to sacrifice my being to bolster your vitality any longer I need to have faith you can grow without my incessant watering Prosperity doesn’t require another’s gentle hand My needs have been neglected by my own doing Allow me to attend to them, without feeling abandoned to your own
codependent
Codependent
Your disposition cycles like the abiding moon I am the powerless tides you pull They condemn it as codependency, but who am I to deny this force My strength does not rival the ocean, and even she submits Moods intertwined like passionate bodies Or barbed wire Your tenacious grasp decides for me Feel love, and I will revel it it, blooming under your allowing hand Feel hate, I will be entombed in it, gagging on the bitter dirt Do you comprehend the blows you are capable of dealing? Do you recognize the elation you have the power to grant? I follow closely behind like an adoring child Yearning for your satisfaction Vying with your discontent A merciless journey I am unable to withdraw from An endless feud that refuses to cease
