You came to me in broken light
I held your pieces through the night
To you, I was a gentle stay
A quiet stop along the way

A moment's peace, a place to breathe
Not love, not roots, just time to grieve
Yet still, the thought won't set me free—
That I was used to set you free

And still I hoped, despite the ache
In fleeting smiles I saw you wake
Sometimes it felt you truly cared
Like I was seen, like I was there

Like love had brushed across your chest
Then vanished, leaving all the rest
But I, I only meant to heal
To touch your soul, to make it feel

You were the world I held so tight
A fragile star I kept in light
I gave you all, then let you go
Too tired to carry what you don't show

And when I left, you let me slip
No tremble in your loosened grip
No second glance, no final plea
Just silence, where you left me be

wasted time,
whenever I spend an ounce,  
of myself—lesser than a dime,
my time, lesser than a hand count,

of myself with you,
a wasted time indeed,
and these regrets bleed,
lifelessly—out and about,

endlessly, these regrets,
will always lash out unto me,
unto me, they send threats,
my regrets begged to be set free,

My shoulder blades are on fire
but I can’t focus on that right now

The food will be overdone
guests tired of waiting
nothing is ready yet

But I can’t focus
right now

Shove it down
push it back
remember to forget