You were the first to teach me how to be alone
Waking up in the middle of the night
Only to discover you were not in the same spot I last saw
You weren't even home
Did you think you could hide forever?
Naïve but certainly not blind to the fact
I can see the monsters in your lungs
Pillow cases soaked with tears but still you said it'd get better
Not quite grown but surely old enough to know pain
Scars lined up neatly like pews in a church
Am I still the fresh faced child you were so proud to have known?
Are you proud to know now that you let me stumble & fall without a helping hand?
My silent screams will haunt your dreams & I hope you cry knowing my blood spills out
You were the first to let me know I'm better off on my own
& to always keep my expectations low
Or else I'd never make it through growing up alone