I know that you've been hiding
I know you've things in secrecy
I'm not the one to judge
Or play these games of "hide and seek"
Late nights when you weep
Awaking in pools of tears and sheets
Acting so recklessly
After what happened you felt so empty
I don't even think you feel regret
All you do is make others fret
No longer ashamed to undress
Hopes of numbing pain with liquor and sex
We're all coping differently
A combination of therapy and sympathy
A dangerous path, but you refuse to see
Have you forgotten that you're the mother of three?
Have you forgotten about me?
And all the others that actually cared?
But now you've run off because you were "scared"
Life felt like a circle of desire
But I don't know why you'd think
That you were on your own
When others like me
Just wanted you to come home
YOU ARE READING
Forest (Wattys2016)
PoetryMy life is like walking on tightropes Over sweltering volcanoes With no safety nets...