I can’t watch you destroy yourself anymore—Not like this,Not in slow-motion griefWhile you call it survival. Every night,You wear your wounds like armor,Calling it strengthTo drink away the silence,To burn bridgesAnd laugh at the ashes. I’ve stood in the smoke,Choked on your pain,Held your hand through hurricanesYou summoned yourself. But I can't stand here forever,While … Continue reading Poem: I Can’t Watch You Destroy Yourself Anymore