Beyond

I'm fine

You are hopeless,
Terminal,
A tumor infecting my mind.
Where I once found you a light
Raining hope on this bleak desert,
I now see you are the opposite,
Only serving as stress
While you wallow and writhe,
Unwilling to stand on your feet
And take hold of the hands
That strain to raise you up.
As much as I’ve struggled
To be your pillar,
The weight of this onus
Has proven too mighty,
And innocuous consternation
Does not mend your wounds.
If this ungodly terror
Has taken such hold of you,
Then I must accept
You’re beyond my help.

I guess all I’m saying is
I lied when I promised you’d never be alone.

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