you had me cornered, too shocked to
react to the words you were saying,
too scared to make them real
the same old story told so many times
it doesn’t even hurt much anymore,
it’s just jarring, it’s just one more piece
in the fresh hell of my life that I don’t
need to deal with right now
when you’re told you’re not breaking
but broken, when you’re asked with
genuine concern “Are you okay?”
this is the time to say it:
of course i’m not fucking okay,
no one is okay,
nothing is okay
I don’t want … Read the rest
