You sit watching my every move
Silently judging each breath I take as you sit in the back of my mind
where you have made yourself at home
Your eyes boring holds into my world
Your deep sighs creeping into the most intimate moments of my life
Just waiting for you moment to interject with the voice that haunts me
Leaving all the pieces behind for me to clean up
as if this is what I asked for this
as if you had planned this path that you put me on
White knuckles
And silent streams of tears
Trying to silence the words you say on repeat
Replaying each moment
That I want to forget so deeply
Yet each moment finds a moment to replay
Reminding me of what you caused
Reminding me of the pieces left behind
Reminding me of each word seared into my memory that I will never be able to speak
Pages in my story stuck together with the tears I have cried
I don't want you to win
But I don't know how to put the pieces back together.