Mental health is complex.
You see,
If you try to navigate its mazes of complexity,
You will find yourself entangled within it.
But you didn’t get lost.
You found the start and end,
And switched the route so I wouldn’t be able to find my own way back.
You twisted the paths to your own benefit,
Finding the deep root and completely ripping it from the Earth.
You knew how to manipulate the maze in my mind,
Leaving not only my thoughts in a state of confusion,
But the emotions I had once felt for you.
It’s as if the root you pulled had seedlings full of my love for you,
And you ripped them away from me,
Sending them up in the air to plant themselves in someone else’s heart.
The map to my own maze is all I long for now.
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