Step out of the room and into the rain. The sky is no longer gray, But the cool drizzle washes me clean. My skin is peeled away, like a snake; Someone new, Yet Someone who is me, the one who's always been. I had abandoned her.
Addiction To what was never real. Addiction.
I can see I lied to her, myself, I can admit to my own illusions I was deluded to believe:
I Do not need you. I Cannot save you.
The truth does not make me heartless. Wash me clean and away the darkness. I am compassion. I am nurture. I can be your friend, Care from a distance while I mend,
Because I do not need you. We are not meant to be.
Now you'll have to save yourself. Now I must love me.