You said,

You’d die,

Without me,

So I

Wanted to die,

To stay

Close.

Guillible me,

Dumb me,

Naive me,

But I was thirteen.

I fed you digestible pieces of

My empathy,

To fuel 

You,

And you still

Weren’t,

Full.

I’d ask you to give it back,

But I’d rather be nothing than for you to be

Empty. 

I’m not the victim, though,

Yet you keep naming me 

The villain,

Because I broke you to pieces

And threw my mess away

In the glass shards bin

Like my science teacher had taught me,

But you glued yourself together,

Bit by bit,

Didn't want to look weak

Though everyone could still see the cracks.

You kept naming me

The villain,

Despite your screams,

Your anger,

How you failed me.

But I have to say,

My silence was no better

Than your screams,

My silence was no better

Than your anger,

My silence was no better

Than how

You failed me-

I failed you too.

And you, look

At you,

You survived, 

You,

Did.

Glued yourself

Together,

At the least.

I, look, look

At I,

I died,

I,

Did.

Got cut by your shards,

The ones I had broke,

Heard I'm still bleeding

To this day.