Deliverance

The things I'd open up about, were the things you'd use against me.. 

that's when I knew you were my enemy.

How sick does one have to be, 

to be so intimidated by ones strength, that they do whatever they can to break them.. 

attack the weaknesses they do possess, 

their most raw emotions and experiences..

things they bared in trust.. 

still you amplify their pitfalls. 

How sick does one have to be to try to hold on to them? To keep them for their own punching bag.. for when they, themselves, aren't feeling up to par.. 

You're not happy with yourself. You aren't accepting of who you are. You are weak. Afraid of admitting your own truths. 

Things I can vocalize about myself, you cringe to believe may be also true about you.

I don't hate you for it, I forgive you. I understand you.

and I will always love you.. but can't stand to be loved by you. 

withdrawal of my happiness, will never again be your source of.

I will push for your growth, accept you in ways I know you need. Those crevices.. I pray that you someday shine light on them.. feel that warmth. We all deserve it.

Deliverance.