I’m back here again
at the same keyboard
tapping the same rhythmic keys
playing the music of the memories
I’ve been trying so hard to mute
the words are as reluctant as ever
my tongue trips on itself
catapulting itself into a house built on stilts
so while some stand tall
not all stand strong
be reminded
loneliness is a cruel mistress
with a codependency issue
and the impulsivity in the handwriting
begs for a silence
that speaks louder
than this letter ever could
so I stopped the run on sentences
stopped the paragraphs
burnt every last letter
and started a new story.