can you see the sky?
why does it turn and pry
hold it up,
to the light
let this feeling
hold me tight

the nastiness
and the venom in the words
revealed the child
rejected and hurt
never grown up

i should have explained,
but i always hoped,
that we would reach a conclusion
that would allow us to cope

if you do not take information in
if you do not respond
then relationships never grow
that is the water
that is what you need to know

you are not as clever as me
and i am not that smart
i am flat pack furniture
with a faulty part

mental health –
has always been paramount to me
since i first collapsed
since that car hit me –
and i was told i had to go back

it is strange,
when people reach out to you
well, not strange
more humbling,
the ego defeated
by something greater

all the frustration
is a beautiful child
with eyes aglow
waiting for the love and confidence
needed to grow

you apologised
but continued to blame
which made,
poor old apology redundant
it was last seen signing on
and shivering in the cold