Fatal Decision

I'm still trying to decipher
Why it is you equated
Victory with being
The last one standing
As if it wasn't possible to
Win this battle
With me by your side
You took one last swing
With a blade carved of reprisal
To blindly stab the only person
At the time who was ready to revel
In your triumph

For You

I gifted you
My sanity
With a ribbon
I tightly pushed
What was left
Into a small box
To give you
Without question

I thought 
I was in love
It was really
Your grip on me
That drove me