You've been giving...

You’ve been giving all the time, all the time really.
So much so that nothing remains for you at the end.
And then you fall on bad times, really bad times.
You hope that the one’s you’ve loved will understand it.
And no one understands, literally they don’t.
They say it is your own doing…
You feel all the more bad about it, rather worse than the failing situation.
You do nothing, because there is nothing you can do about it.
You face it, like one does when a gun is pointed to his temples. 
They don’t click the trigger, not yet, maybe never.
But then you know it is not necessary to click the trigger, really not necessary.
Somehow you have died, not literally, but you don’t live anymore.
But you still are giving, all the time.
Because that's all you should be doing, that's all you can do, and have been doing so.