Drama Queens

Their lives run a muck and they pull me in without warning.

They drown me in their sorrows.

They rack at what I have to give.

They tare away my kindness.

They live on the attention that I am forced to give.

They suck me dry like leeches.

I can't break free.

I can't get away.

I am stuck here in this cage they threw me in.

I was only trying to help.

I only wanted to make them feel better.

I didn't know that I was their next source.

I didn't know that they were going to strip me down and skin away my happiness.

I thought I could make them happy.

I thought I could brighten up their lives.

No.

They live on the stuff.

The live on the pain,

The attention,

The misery,

The dread.

They live on what I am able to give them.

They survive solely on my ear and input.

I am losing so much and I cannot escape.

I cannot break free.

I cannot run away.

I am drowning in their self-pity.

Help me.

Help.