He’s an Empty Offering

He's got no substance, darling.
You can feast yourself sick and you will still
End up starving.

I don't know why you still hope that he'll change his mind.
The way he treated you caused you to take too many
Pills and you ended up sick.
He knew and still did

You keep trying to move on but can't because no one compares.
He broke you,
Left you without a sense of yourself.
Who are you without him?
Are you nothing?

You shouldn't let him have this hold on you,
A death-grip on your well-being.
You opened yourself up to it-
You pushed everyone away to get closer to him.
Look where you are: alone.

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