There are so many things that I wish I could say,
Unfortunately my mind doesnâ€™t work with my mouth that way.
So many errors that each of us has committed,
And yet neither acknowledges, as if theyâ€™re permitted.
My heart feels heavy, cold and black.
Like stone from a mountain, itâ€™s not fully intact.
My eyes donâ€™t shed as many tears as before,
Now if I cry, it feels like a chore.
Crying is so simple, it brings much pity,
But I never wanted or looked for your sympathy.
I searched for love and caring and kindness.
I thought in you this I found, but it only fed my blindness.
The rage and despair I mistook for frustration and discouragement,
Emerged hurriedly with your simple nourishment.
I sustained the burden of the cruelty, and I took it with forbearance,
Never believing for a moment that you meant the abhorrence.
I walk away now with the knowledge youâ€™ve given,
Never to return, but you are forgiven.