like waters troubled continue
to be disturbed even after the dead are dropped
ununder the surface
so also I may shake even in the most secure arms
You may conclude reaching out therefore
you cannot reach me
but somewhere inside you do.
Months ago I ended years unable
to speak my truth
And to note feel pain
I stopped speaking.
Any silence does not mean I do not want to talk to you
I do, but for that moment I cannot.
With your patience I will and do.
Because someone hurt me for doing so
There are moments when I may not know
What to say to you.
Know it is not you but someone else
Who is now me...