Had to go back to the roots.
It all got in your head,
and I watched it crumble.
Loving while unraveling.
Holding things together
with hands already shaking.
Couldn’t save you from the truth —
sometimes even love is cruel.
Don’t let it kill you.
No one gives credit
when credit’s due.
Who I am
is what made you.
So it fell on me —
because leaving it up to you
would’ve been disastrous.
Making hard decisions
and then making more.
Necessary evil —
not because I wanted to,
but because survival required it.
I did know better.
Had to break what we built
just to breathe.
Had to lose myself
to find me.
Walked through fire
and didn’t need your help.
Light me on fire.
I’ll let it burn
what can’t come with me.
Necessary evil.
Learning to nurse myself back to health.
I found peace in the silence,
scripture in my scars,
lessons in every fall.
I labored. I bled.
But I’m not your martyr.
I’m my own mission.
Necessary evil.
I followed it through.