I understand you are trying, really I do
it's not your fault though, it's mine right?

I mean that's what I learned,
you taught it to me remember?
and now I am synonymous with ungratefulness, manipulation, betrayal

I remember nights I was up well past my 8:00 bedtime
too excited to eat
too anxious to sleep
I was happy
because you were almost here

my      
Defender      
Advocate      
Dependable
Devoted      
Yes-man      
finally come home... but you didn't

you were here until you weren't
you were on your way until you changed your course
you wanted us until you didn't,
but you were always right, always perfect
and we were a game you liked to play until our batteries ran out

now we are Disgusting,
ripped Apart at our seams
yearning to be Desired again in
the midst of Divorce
and You don't even notice us

broken

I am looking at you across the table
both of us too busy assembling our internal defenses with
what we stole from each other to
reconcile


And I, your suffering, shameful son, am tired.