My Obsession

It started was back in sixth grade I gave a boy my gold necklace to give his girlfriend He told me I saved the day That day I was no longer awkward That day I felt like I fit in The hero complex is an addiction You are blinded by the feeling of accomplishing something that someone else can’t You feel like you have won You feel the same way an athlete does when he wins a race You feel the same way a lawyer does when he wins in court You will sacrifice yourself to get that WIN for someone I have given of myself to the point my life was in a shambles A friend lost his vehicle, I bought him a truck A friend’s sister was in trouble, I bailed her out My ex owes a debt, I’m paying it I think that I am helping however, I am feeding my own obsession If I only took care of myself the way I do others I would be great If I could just stop helping and be a friend to myself I would be my own hero 04/06/2021 Written for My Obsession Poetry Contest Sponsored by Regina McIntosh