With every decision I have made
and every scenario I've ever played
you were there in some shape or form
and I wish I did not include you in more

My naïve youth led me to believe
that you were the most important thing to me
But the poison you possess finally seeped out
and I took a sip of it without any doubt

The poison made me sick without my awareness
altered my spirit, my soul, my mind, and my kindness
You balanced me on your hand, slightly tilting back and forth
to watch me struggle until I finally hit the earth

How ignorant and foolish I was back then
to think that your love was deeper than other men
Your attraction to me was merely through your eyes
and you bothered not to see what was hiding in my mind

But for all of this I must thank you in some sort of way
as morbid as a thought like that can be portrayed
because I hit rock bottom not too long ago
so the only way to move is up, which is where I shall go