Worrier / Warrior

A study of two men.

You look like the despair I feel staring at the bottom of my empty pill bottle.
You look like my depression,
My desperate need to feel loved,
Hindered only by my fear of losing you completely.

You’ve hurt me in ways that only you could hurt me,
But I still find it within my heart to love you.
And the control you wield over me frightens me.
This isn’t healthy.


I struggle to be near you.
I didn’t think you would love me,
because you are everything I stand for
But am still too afraid to become.

You look like me if I had courage. 

The End

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