Indecision

This is not my cross to bare
Yet I have shared a table with the likes of
I have vicariously lived the conundrum
I have seen the transition between night and day
And I will validate his suffering is a journey
Into the darkest corner of hell
Yet I clasp my bleed

We were boys together
In another dimension of time
We had the dream of happiness
We both struggled for a better world
We were different and the same
Yet we stood by each other
And now we are codependent

When does a label usurp
Half a century of relationship
When does the tying of co and dependent
Mean the end
When does support and love
Argue for evisceration
When does something good become bad