It always starts the same way.
He’s mesmerized by my energy, infatuated with my color, my power...

all the things that make me strong and beautiful.

Then after he has me for awhile the power begins to threaten him,
or intimidate him... and

like a Jenga tower,

he carefully,

strategically

removes one block

at a time

with well placed destruction

until finally,

the tower of me collapses

and he says

“see, I always knew you were unstable.”

I need to know how
to keep all my pieces

and never let them be taken again.