"every living creature dies alone"

we have never been friends
not really
but in this moment of chaos
of crisis
of crumbling
you find me and I offer
all I have to you
comfort in this time
of the breaking of your heart
I offer
myself, my soul, my body
in the hopes that it will heal your cracks

but you hand me back
reject my offerings, my whole damn self
because you need to fall apart
without me
you nourish the holes in your beaten soul
spread them wider
making Swiss cheese of your will to live