All the tension building, rising
All the questions, interrogations
I let out a ghastly cry
And.. I say, finally
I answer, slowly
Choking on excruciating tears
BUT, silently
Because I'm embarrassed
And scared
The hope that I tightly gripped
Let go of me in a heart – beat
I beat myself for showing myself
But its already done..
He wants to help
He says I need therapy
He says it will be good
He just sounds like he wants to be rewarded a hero
He tells her
She says no
She's afraid I might say something
Her pride, reputation always came first
I was considering it, but I should have known it will end in futility
I said so much and all HE did was throw it back in my face
Draining the ever so little energy I had.
Maybe I should just say bye now.
Bye.
2018/2019
