So you start a relationship
And you say: “I would never hurt you”
And then you get into
Your standard missionary, legs above head, on your knees-
Repeat
There’s got to be something more than this
There’s got to be something more than
“Hey babe, can you give me a massage?”
And there I go–
Kneading your muscles
Needing your approval
Needing
You

This codependent
Snarl of behavior
Has one direction:
Down

Next comes the worry
Worry foreplays with Fear
“Fear leads to anger
Anger leads to hate
Hate leads to suffering”

So you end the relationship
To end your suffering
Because after all
Suffering
Means you’re fucking hurting

You have to know
When to get up from the table
When love is no longer being served

“You don’t deserve
To end your suffering
You don’t deserve
To have self-esteem
And with your ending comes my pain
And I will make you suffer again
When you go back to redeem
I will hurt you again”

He seems to say

Once I was a ball of yearning
Now you’re just a lesson I’m learning

I know that I can find some body
You will never find nobody
Else like me

No hurt
No more