Trapped In The Margins

I loved you from the day I met you

And that was my fault.

I was running from a phantom

Of a person I never really knew.

I thought that this could be my tabula rasa.

Prayed for a clean slate.

Experienced new things.

The highs were too great.

I couldn’t handle the pressure.

Things began to break.

I thought it was my fault.

All the things I couldn’t see.

Denial was at my fingertips.

A reckoning so to speak.