Poem -

i didn't mind darling, i really didn't

I didn't mind that you were hurt
I didn't mind that you were broken
covered with cracks
on your porcelain skin
It was shiny and beautifulΒ 
but just so thin
I didn't mind your demons
I really didn't
In factΒ 
I invited them to try to take me down with you
I wanted to help you
you were close
so close to perfection
perfection
but instead i think i tied them into a noose
but darling, which one of us does it hang over?