Sincerely, Jennifer x

He threw thunder against the front door,
glass raining down onto the carpet, as the chairs and table crept away,
unwilling to be witness to what was unfolding.
The lights lingered,
curious and cruel,
swinging to and fro as he towered above me,
his heart, shattered, and me, stolen away.

There are people that can help you to be normal.

You can’t be like that.

And yet, I am.

I tell him that I’m not,
and yet, I am.

I lie to make the storm stop,
and yet, I am.

The dam is broken,
and yet, I am the same person I was before I spoke,
but all he can see is a sickness.