There is no
happy way
to disengage
with them.
There is ripping
the bandaid
And not worrying
about the outcome
Never a
reciprocating gesture
Nor a give and
take, mutually
There is only
one way of things
oblige and
operate perpetually,
In every aspect of
life, there are
Many demands of
sorts.
Not once is
offered, anything
close to a
remorse
Use and throw
brutally
there is no
emotion attached
Only when there
is a need
There's an effort
to stay latched.