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