i lifted you up
to walk the earth with me
i thought that i could save
the better part of you
but you jumped back
without a parachute
into that vast canyon
of self-loathing
i wasn’t the enemy
i wasn’t the jail keeper
i wasn’t the grave digger
it wasn’t i who rued your birth
it wasn’t i who wished you dead
and still that woman haunts your head
and chases all the girls away
you sink into her perception of you
you wallow there until you drown
and though I grieve the loss of you
i’m glad I stayed on solid ground
©2009 rhonda lee richoux (dedicated to my ex-husband JGF)