And I still do
She chose to shut out
parts of my mind herself
Now I am revengeful, I do not care for another in pain, instead I get to thinking, nobody helped me when I needed them.
Empathy left, to love left, to want,
to give and to not ask what I will get in return.
I died today, ma when I realised how heartless I have become
so stray, unmet in constant jittering agony
and then nothing happened. I lost the next page written in words.
We forgot why we started this conversation.
Good night, little girl
We’ll try again tomorrow