We tried to part ways
Neither a place to go
The victims of our frays
Bound in familiar woe
The hurt we each seek
Together, alone
The acid we speak
This caustic home
A prison, a cell
The confines of hate
A resulting hell
To escape a fate
They claw my heels
My attempts to escape
They broker deals
I must abdicate
This was written as an allegory for trying to overcome heartache, trauma, depression and suffering et al while still having to wake up to it every day.
Living with mental illness is like living with a partner you want to leave but, the situation does not allow it. I attempt to convey that allegory in 'Living With the Ex'. The idea came from my immediate experience of being in a situation where I was effectively stuck with a partner I no longer wanted to live with while dealing with managing my own depression and how being forced to live with someone I didn't want to affected my own mental health