Though I wish you well
and truly hope you find
your needs met always,
I cannot carry you further.
I cannot be a scapegoat
or a doormat or a target
for someone else's hurts.
My needs cannot come
second to someone else's,
despite how deeply I care.
My responsibility is to self.
I need to defend myself
against attacks of all types.
I am not on the planet
to please others or be
controlled by them.
It is not my job
to put up with abuse
in the hopes that someone
will eventually
get their stuff together.
My only concern is to
live my best life, and I
can no longer play
this sick game.
Every blessed wellness
I wish for you,
my friend.
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