Call it What You Want

If you know me as well as she does.
You should catch on quite fast.
She was there from the start.
This ballad for her, I hope will last.

It's the least I could do.
She has stuck through it all.
Taught me how to be a man,
And to just let the tears fall.

Told me never to hold in emotions.
That was her favorite line.
Said I would either rise or fall;
Burn or shine.

I loved her beyond my limits.
Making her my crutch, my cane.
It's still hard to admit it.
I only learned from the pain.

It was an abusive relationship.
Rare to even see me smile.
Mentally, I grew after every attack.
I loved to learn, so I stayed for awhile.

We both noticed the plateau.
The time was right, for us to go.
I cried not one single tear.
Losing her, use to be my fear.

Eventually she'll try and come back
And I might let her in once or twice.
But she has nothing for me anymore.
Im done being nice.

So I removed her personification.
Now remembering it as a lesson.
This is now longer a ballad.
It's the definition of depression.