I am your unreliable source,
your monster under the bed.
but this monster
has never been happier.

it was you all along
i thought it was me
i apologized profusely
my cries were ignored
you blamed me
i did too
drove myself to the brink of insanity
so often that i knew
the back roads
all along
it was you

ago, i left you
after the pain
agony
torment
you put me through.
730 days later
and you found a new victim,
someone else to play happy families with.
730 days ago, I finally took a breath
saw the life i could live
without you being a weight on my shoulder.
call me selfish
call me cruel
but nothing was as cruel
as you lying straight to my face
that i truly mattered to you