I Wasn’t Enough
You were some kind of urban legend,
or so they agreed
Ambivalent about giving me that so called love potion,
and when I bought into it they all sneered
as you tied my hands to the bed post,
inhaled the chemicals from a bathroom towel.
Iâ€™d be lying if I said I wasnâ€™t addicted
but you left me broken
as I stored this tiny dream into a box.
You were no legend
but rather a piece of a shattered mirror
that reflected my every mistake
all the needles
all the toys
it wasnâ€™t enough.
I wasnâ€™t enough.
I became an object misplaced
and you were but a mere stranger.