I don't know how long I can ignore it,
Your seeded tension, fidgeting in the back on my
Like background music
Tempting me to say the words I can't say.
Words I won't say!
Words kept inside by a fence, placed months
By the half that believes in unconditional
The part of me that thinks - it will get better,
But your voice continues to sting me
Your thoughtlessness making my eyes
I have no choice but to hide in the place I know
Where you can not see me hunch, sigh, and
A place I know I am safe from judgement,
And there, I put myself back together
Ready for the next onslaught,
Ready for your words, ready for my
And round I go.
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