I'm laughing at myself.
The pain I was dealt.
From the board, the rod and the belt.
The time I spent in the dark.
Cast away far apart.
In my mind blurred.
Many times unheard.
The hours I wasted.
The ways I debated.
The words I couldn't convey.
The days that washed away.
Knowing there's no I'm okay.
I'm waiting every day.
Just to say.
Maybe today.