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



Grasping at illusions, expectations, fantasies



Searching for validation, acceptance, comfort



Falling rapidly into a foreign persona

I loved him and I lost myself



































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