Twisted Game Poem by Elizabeth Grace

I haven't lost the will to change,
only the will to settle.
You were always so much
less
than what I deserved.
Your darkness brought me down.
Now I have to
fight like hell
to climb out of the
pain, knowing
that you won't be there
when I reach the light.
I'm sorry I wasn't enough
to save you.
But
you weren't enough
to even try for me.
You let me cry
in your arms, night after
miserable night,
and when the daylight came
you only renewed the pain.
I'm honestly amazed
that I made it through
the twisted game
you trapped me in.
I did it all for you, but
I see now
that I was the only one who cared.
You were never really there.
Don't pretend I mattered to you
because
nobody could ever do this to
somebody they love.
How could I have trusted you?
God, how I loved you.
You were my breath,
my life, my reason.
You made the pain
easier to bear,
you pretended to care,
but the echoes of memory
are now pressed through
the filter of the future,
and I know that I
meant nothing to you.
Every promise of forever
was a lie to keep me
trapped in the game.
I'm done playing.
You don't deserve my pain.