Him

Because I loved him

My heart was caged, belonging to a single owner

Not myself, but to him

my keeper

My actions not my own

My words coaxed from my mouth

Following wherever he lead me

he was my shepherd, but I was not his only sheep

Blinded by the greed of my master

I gave myself for the slaughter, though his stomach was full

I was his

But he was far from my

Grasp

Grasping at illusions, expectations, fantasies

Searching

Searching for validation, acceptance, comfort

Tumbling

Falling rapidly into a foreign persona

I loved him and I lost myself