Crazy…?

For the longest time, you’ve been making me feel like I’m going crazy

Even now, I’ll catch myself and think I’m imagining things

But I’m not

I see the pattern

I see how you try to make feel like I’m losing my mind

I see how you play things in such a way that it looks like you’re throwing me a crumb as a ‘peace offering’, only for you to go back to being, well, a tyrant…

I see the ebb and flow of the situation

I see how you’re trying to play me like a fiddle

I see you trying to make me feel crazy

I see how it’s making me walk on eggshells to keep it from getting worse

I see how it’s changed EVERYTHING

I am not crazy

I am not seeing things

I am not imagining it

I am aware of WHO and WHAT you are

I am not the crazy one