Shapeshifther Poem by Robert Burgan

I know you're out to kill me
But I've already killed myself
You can't have that luxury I won't allow you to keep that power for yourself
Once again the circle formed, I am the circumference
You are the shape shifter I gave you my soul and you up and crushed it!
What else is really new? It's no surprise and its nothing shocking
You pulled away when I needed you most
We could have grown together, hand in hand on the road that's rocky
You got me! Shot me in the stomach, stabbed me in the spine
Lucky for me my backbone is made of metal
The rest of me is undefined
I wanted you to be my identity, my serenity, my given gift
Instead you chose to break my spirit and leave me searching for another catalyst
My eyes pour out masochists, my pupils reveal the ghost
The pale white shadow in an empty room
The room where I felt the most alone
That room has grown in size, now it's the world around me
I see happiness in couples eyes, the emptiness surrounds me
Somebody found me appealing, revealing themselves a bit
Maybe I smothered another soul and I regret every putting my hands on your neck
The metaphor is figurative but the reality looks like our relationship, sunken
No buried treasure left to discover
Just piles of bones in an empty ocean summing up the time that we had each other
I'll hang no hope around anybody, anymore
I'll hang myself instead then everyone can talk about great I was
And how upset they are that their friend is dead
Save the sadness for somebody else, I'm just another jaded youth
Put my legacy on a dusty shelf
I'll turn the lights off in that lonely room
It's time to get some sleep
I'm tired, that's all I can really say
It's the perfect time to leave, in peace.