Hiraeth

Unspeakable

The catalyst isn't something I can comprehend
I'm not even sure what was going through your head
What I do know however is the hurt that lingers
After exchanging words that shook the timbers
Do you feel this unspeakable tension?
The kind that stops my every sentence
That prevents my head from even turning in your direction

I often forget the abruptness of your temper
Rumbles of laughter and I can barely remember
It seems the better the outting, the shorter your fuse
Deals with you and I always seem to lose...

Refusing to meet your eyes with every motion
I push mine perpetually upward to ward away unwanted emotions
When I pray for an extended olive branch
To show we've forgotten the day's events
Even if I know this fight will not be the last.

Note: this one relates to my dad. I wrote it in the car an hour or two after he yelled at me and called me a bitch. I was the kind of angry where you get so overwhelmed you're sad and feel like you might cry, you know?