Epiphany

I'm outside looking in,
Through a window sealed and barred.
I watch as you're mistaken;
As your conscience becomes callous, marred.

Hitting. Pounding.
I tire myself trying to warn.
Screaming. Shouting.
This situation is so forlorn.

I watch you go.
Their life, you choose to pursue.
Inching closer to death row,
You acquire bad habits - more than a few.

The reality of reality settles in -
You're caught on their hook.
It pierces like a pin...
In utter disgrace and horrified pain, down I look.

On the ground lies a mirror.
Momentarily, I forget your sin.
Although broken, it's picture couldn't have been clearer.
That's when the SELF examination was destined to begin.

The bloodshot eyes.
The battered hands.
Refusal from a stubborn voice.
These are the things I noticed foremost.

As I look harder,
The pieces come together; My vision becomes clear.
I see I was YOUR martyr.
It was FOR you I lived in fear.

It's time I pronounce my creed.
Stop neglecting my needs.
To bandage these hands.
To indulge in RIGHTEOUS greed.

lifei do not know?

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