Some people are told
Never to return

They feel the firm clasp
That shoves them into the cold

But for me, you were silent
Your lips sealed, reproachful

And I learned to wear a heavy coat
To insulate from your malcontent

Your words like poisoned kool aid
Sweet and easy on the throat

But when I left I felt the cyanide
And the hole inside you made

Now I'm free and don't have to hide
My beautiful self from disgusted eyes

And though you did not say "disowned"
Your silence showed me the road

But ******* and your family too
This is much better for me
I don't care about you