Him
Because I loved him
My heart was caged, belonging to a single owner
Not myself, but to him
my keeper
My actions not my own
My words coaxed from my mouth
Following wherever he lead me
he was my shepherd, but I was not his only sheep
Blinded by the greed of my master
I gave myself for the slaughter, though his stomach was full
I was his
But he was far from my
Grasp
Grasping at illusions, expectations, fantasies
Searching
Searching for validation, acceptance, comfort
Tumbling
Falling rapidly into a foreign persona
I loved him and I lost myself
This poem is about:
Me