Telling you that you’ve harmed me
Isn’t easy
You’d think it would be
That I would want to rebuke you
Shout out my pain
and rage and name all the injustices
but telling you about my broken heart
my fractured ego
the ways in which I have lost confidence
my shame
my regret
telling you of these things
is not something I’m sure I can do
just now
I have retreated
I am struggling just to move through each day
I am grieving both the past and the future
I feel defeated
Somewhere in me though
There is still a spark of
Hope and
Optimism
And self worth
A knowing that I will come through this
That we will
And be stronger for it on the other side
But while I nurture that spark
And build up to fanning it into a flame
I am saving my energy
And so I don’t rebuke you
I sigh softly
I turn away
Maybe you will notice and ask me
And then maybe we can
begin
To heal.
