Sometimes, I wonder
why I bother trying to save him.
He just hurts me.
And I use all my
time, all my energy, to keep him alive, and when he’s well enough, he just
strikes me down.
He’s fishing.
And I’m not about to
fall for the bait.
I’ve learned my
lesson.
I’ve swam this small
pond so many times,
And fallen for every
trick
Too many times
To fall for it again.
I’m swimming
And swimming
Trying to find an
exit
That won’t kill him.
Sometimes I wonder if
I’ll ever find an escape.
Cuz’ pretty soon I’ll
just stop trying.
-E
-E
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