It's not all black and white

Loving a rotten man.

An unthinkable pain,
I wouldn't even wish on my worst enemies.
Only showing him love,
giving your everything.
For what?
Sleepless nights,
crying yourself too sleep each night,
or the earth shuttering uncertainty?
Breaking each of your rules for him,
simply wanting love in return,
but he can't give you what you want,
or maybe he just does not want to.
His empty promises haunting you,
bleeding feet from constantly walking on egg shells,
do not say or do anything that will set him off.
Pushing your own feelings down your throat,
just,
so that you don't have to see him walk all over them.
Slowly going insane playing the hot and cold game each passing day.
Killing a part of yourself to keep him around,
but when you finally take a hard look at yourself you realize, he's rot has spread into your heart,
it began at the cracks he caused.
You have lost yourself trying to change who you are,
to be loved by him,
to be good enough for him.
So you grab onto the last bit of self worth you have left,
like it was the last piece of food on earth.
Trying to save your soul,
for your heart is already gone,
filled with cracks, consumed by his rot.
Loving a rotten man,
for you will never walk away,
untouched.