Getting Even (Poem #60)

I thought all I needed was an instant relief
I grabbed whatever was on the shelf
fearing that I could not replace
what I used to have on my hand

I did it because
I thought I needed someone to hold
to calm me down

I did it because
I thought it was the only way to cleanse myself
from the stains I had from you

I did it because
I thought that the only way to heal a wound
is to immediately patch it up

I did it because
I thought there was no longer a way out
aside from asking someone else to pull me up

I did it because
I thought that the only way to recover
is to reciprocate what you did
❤️