Edges Fit Tight

Edges fit, designed by
your covetous needs  
This fortress reinforced  
by the paucity,  
of my boundaries    
Self-imposed blindness colors  
my perception in sultry hues  
of my choosing.  
   
I am not the victim , but the legacy of a torn marriage,  memories  
turns their head in defeat    
Numb comfort has forced    
these days into years, years into decades  as I watched time  dance with the threat of a lifetime    
looming  
    
Lack of hope was galvanized   conceived and  birthed  
through excessive self-love    
driven between layers    
of respect long since faded  
the loveliest patina with  
its false beauty weighs heavy  
on my life    
   
Why prolong this perpetual state of existence along smooth    
waters that deny growth  
of independence
dragging this empty heart further into the pit  I've come to accept?
   
The irony seen  
 exposed, through darkness  
it creeps, in the form of pale strength long  suppressed  
Reality peels back at raw flesh  
 
 Breaking through from the mindless trap  of imagined death  
revealing the power
 I now  
drown in the white light  
that once lay hidden  
I will make love my liberation    
I am not a sacrifice  
for your eidolic ways    
   
I've taken back, my life