LOSING SLEEP

Would your mom tell me I deserve better?

Your words are eating at me.

Why didn’t you say those things to me?

How could you live with those secrets 

as I lay next to you in bed?

I hope the guilt keeps you up at night 

Hitting you hard and 

as fast as the changes in the wind.

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