please, don’t ask me to be your hero
i have stolen time to be who you needed me to be
and now i’m trembling ’cause i’m no longer me
a skeleton with nothing to give
as little as is returned for the feeding of my emptiness
i can barely breathe
and it’s not your fault, i understand
your hollowness is simply greater than the love i can retrieve
your pain is greater than the devotion i donate
please, don’t ask me to be your hero
we’ve been here once before
and you know how it ends

© jacob greb — from lovers’ tiff: a ballad