Resentment Part II.

(Part I is not yet posted)

I love you, but I resent you.
I don’t have time to take care of myself
Because I’m busy taking care of you.

My physical well-being,
My mental health,
It’s deteriorating.

But so is yours. And you come first.

I love you, but I hate everything I have to do.
I wish you could be stronger on your own
But you can’t.

I try to find ways,
Small acts that can help you get better.
But you’re not willing to try.
You take me for granted.
And I resent you.
But I love you.

I gladly offer you my assistance,
But you get short. You expect more.
You pull too hard. Take too much.
And I resent you.
But I love you.

My chest is heavy.
My mind is tired.
I want to give it all up.
But I can’t, because of you.
And I resent you.
But I love you.

I don’t know how much longer I can take this
How much more I can give to you
How much more I’m capable of doing to help you
But here I am. Still struggling to stay afloat.
As my health deteriorates.
I’m growing tired.
I love you, but I resent you.

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