I Kill Me With Kindness

Fill my cup-
out of reach, I cover up,
corrupted by kindness and sensitivity.
Tread on me-feet of debris,
ask of me, you will receive.
Delivered in sweetness,
dripping with meekness,
I play Twister around your needs
like a tangled sheep and
I ask you what you want,
But all I really mean is-
I want to put me first, but how?
I dont know how.
To begin is to allow self centeredness.
I live to serve,
to fulfill your dreams
while mine remain
undreampt, unkempt, disheveled, overspent.
Kindness-this double edged sword.
Think Im killing two birds with one stone,
In reality-
Im running from reality, from my reality with your reality.
I never face reality.
Never being real, actually. 
Sacrificed my life, but in my mind
at least I made yours better.
What a coward Ive made of myself.
Strive to balance this world of kindness,
with Purpose.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Krutsinger Avatar
December 2, 2021 at 11:33 PM
I have enjoyed this poem and I really love this line "Im running from reality, from my reality with your reality." Keep writing!
Wein Avatar
December 5, 2021 at 3:48 PM
Thank you!
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