I lied.
I didn't mean to,
it wasn't deliberate
but I lied just
the same. Remember
the morning after, when
I told you I was okay?
I said I was way more
okay than I thought I would be?
I lied. I wasn't okay at all
I was in shock. Then, the shock
wore off, and I was left to feel
a thousand razor cuts from the inside
out, left alone with no one to tend
to my mortal wounds. Seven long years
of God's work undone in an instant.
Left in the eye of the hurricane
waiting for the storm to overtake me
again from the other side.
I'm just so tired
of being in storms.
You pretended
you were safe harbor
but you lied.