Useless sacrifice

The times I have shoved everything

Aside for you

The times I have destroyed it all

For you, then wondered why

When I am alone, I feel

Such pain, such emptiness.

As if you and I had never been

It ends as it began -

Life is full of its own petty revolutions -

I have given up everything

To become whole,

Instead of some half-hearted

Replica of an ideal me.

Such self-sacrifice and hopeful yearnings

Are torn apart,

discarded useless

Stepping stones for the users

And the abusers

Whose drug of choice is

The breaking down

The burning down

Of the little selfishness

That could have made my life

So much better.