Thursday, 8 March 2007

You told me

Don't say the words
You mean to excise like a surgeon
But I am in pain, not anaethetised.

Don't say the words.
I let you draw near and see my depths
Please don't reject me now.

Don't say the words.
You say I need to hear them
But I don't have the resources to cope.

Please
Just don't say the words.

Too late.
You say I am not bad
But your words show I am.

Too late.
You say you accept and respect me
But your words show you don't.

Too late.
You say my illness is not my fault
But your words blame me.

Please
Don't say
the words.

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