Broken Superman

I wrote this for a friend that was in an unhealthy relationship. She confided in me after she got an abortion so I wrote her a poem to let her know that I understood..

She is a blushing beauty

And he's a reckless warrior

But he's also her Superman

Or at least that's what she likes to pretend

Like Lois Lane she is a writer

But he doesn't waste his time being Clark Kent

He is too busy saving her world

One fruitless lie at a time

And he can't bear to break her

More than she has broken herself

So he stains her lips with his lies

While she stains his pillow with her tears

She is not as stupid as he wants to believe her to be

She is just to weak to be as smart as she is

So she drowns herself in her lovely downer

Because it puts her to sleep

And at least she can be strong in her dreams

But she fears what her Superhero would say

So she hides her habit in all the obvious places

Out of some frightened hope he'll find her secret and save her

But this time in reality

Little does she know he watches her destroy herself

Not quite indifferently

And little does he know she killed the kryptonite babies

Not because she wasn't ready

But because she wants to be his only weakness