I didnt want to talk about it.
it hung there in its ominous entirety devoid of explaination
the sickening welt in my gut peircing the truth into realisation
it is something that could not be unseen, unheard.
as you finally grasped its magnitude gaping wide open incredulously at the shape of it
I looked away.
I blame you.
but I never said a word.
Jan 31, 2014
Jan 31, 2014 at 8:03 PM UTC
I didnt want to talk about it.
it hung there in its ominous entirety devoid of explaination
the sickening welt in my gut peircing the truth into realisation
it is something that could not be unseen, unheard.
as you finally grasped its magnitude gaping wide open incredulously at the shape of it
I looked away.
I blame you.
but I never said a word.
