I'm Sorry

I owe you an explanation.

I was hiding under the covers.

I wanted to pretend this wasn’t happening

I thought if I fed it nothing,

It could not possibly grow.

I thought someone

Smarter than me,

Stronger than me

Would be the one

To do something about it.

 

A witness.

Only now do I see

How awful this is a thing to be

 

While I was hiding,

Running,

Ignoring all signs of this threat…

You were all taken.

The sickness spread.

From me…

To you.

 

And though you are gone

You are a prison

that I cannot escape.

The words,

Memories

Thoughts,

Trap me in my cell.

 

You held the key to my freedom,

Yet you left

And locked the gates on your way out

And disappeared

Leaving me here

With walls where arms should be.

This poem is about: 
Me

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