Depths

She’d never let him know just how D
E
E
P
The scars go,
When he s.p.e.a.k.s.
Out in anger.
The ones on her wrist have been healed for so long.
But now and again she wishes,
That the pain hadn’t gone.

That pain that kept her g r o u n d e d
And reminded her that
She was all she needed
And all she’d ever have.

Because even the ones
That claim to love
The ugly scars you showed them

Will add to the list
Add to your wrist
With the nasty words and where they throw them
To s
h
a
t
t
e
r    against the walls of your heart,
Like a ball in a china shop.

But she’ll never say this,
She won’t say a word.
Because even when she does
You don’t apologize for the hurt.

You simply shrug, like
She knows how it is,
Yeah you’re right.

But you don’t know
How she’s been thinking
One day she’ll be strong
Enough
To do the leaving

And you’ll be laying there,
Looking around,
At the shattered pieces
Of a broken family,
Laying on the ground.

And you’ll only call out to her to ask,
(DESPITE THAT SHE JUST WANTS YOU TO SAY SORRY.
YOU WERE ALREADY FORGIVEN!)
“Will you sweep that up when you come back?”

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