Cleanse

Oh how I wished 

You'd listen

For my ear is bent 

And tired

Please take the role of friend

For my heart aches 

To

My hands are tired from

Lifting

Your spirits that weigh

With woes

Mostly placed there

By your misshapen 

Ego

I loved and gave

But refused to sink with you

You wanted 

An anchor

You searched them out

You held them tight

Until they pulled on

You

Laughter and hope

A rarity

No inspiration

No clarity

Did I feel loved 

No

Not even warm

You only gave

So 

You would receive

I really wanted to share

This life

Yet too often

I lived in yours

So

I feel it is now time

To clean my days

And finally let you go