cut the crutch out

It broke me a little, as dumb as that seems.

But it was time to cut the symbolic crutch it had become.

With every single inch of the 12 inches now gone,

I kind of hope pieces of me that I need to change,

That I need to extract from me,

Went with it.

I need a fresh start, something new,

Something unfamiliar...

I need you, but that becomes another crutch.

I need a life without crutches, so when that crutch inevitably breaks

I don't fall down...

like always

Because no one, especially you it seems, is dependable.