Standing amidst a crowd. Yet lonely.
Eyes remained open.. Trauma replaced relief.
Equal respect. Equal sex. Unequal love.
He was mine. I wasn’t his.
Mom’s last breath. My first one.
Bad life. Take pills. Goodbye life.
She gained herself while losing herself.
..”Kill him” was all it read.
..checked him back into the hospital.
Some things are best left unsaid.
Yet again.. It’s happened once more.
He left.. Never to return again.
Makes people laugh.. Cries alone later.