And no
There is nothing
That you can say
That will make it all okay
Or different
Its all just like
Me climbing through the window
Or up a ladder
As if through a place
That only I can go.

And it takes me right back to
All the days where
My hair lightly touched my neck
And I fooled myself
With a comfortable couch like
Contentment
Lotion on my face
Slippers on my feet

Until you screamed at me
That I was nothing
I was not worth your while
After all.