Tears threaten.
Voice choked.
Body trembling.
Unasked for
yet so familiar
this age old
denial
refusing to be
washed away
once again.
Can I still be true
if I break down
once again?
Tears threaten.
Voice choked.
Body trembling.
Unasked for
yet so familiar
this age old
denial
refusing to be
washed away
once again.
Can I still be true
if I break down
once again?