TW: References to some type of assault, more about my frustrations in terms of memory suppression, etc.
Hi,
I've tried to contact you a few times,
But you were always too scared to pick up the phone,
Or open the door,
But that's okay,
I understand.
You were too scared for a lot of things.
I guess we haven't spoken
Honestly to each other,
And again,
I understand why.
I want to say that,
I am so sorry,
For everything you've gone through...
Are you angry, baby?Are you confused?
Upset? Guilty?
Yeah, me too.
I wish you could tell me what happened,
I don't know right now,
But if you're not ready yet,
It's okay.
You've been through a lot lately,
And I don't mean to push you,
But you can imagine how confused I am.
I want to know everything,
And I also don't want to know anything,
It's living at this crossroads,
And no,
I don't blame you for it.
I blame...Well, I wish I had someone to blame.
But you won't tell me who to be angry with,
So how could I?
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Forgotten Forest Poetry
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