Aftermath

I just wanna roll into a ball,
cower in the corner,
clutching my knees
with you holding me,
with you whispering
its ookaay now,
and cry;
she said.
He said,
be there
and soften me
when I harden
when I go inside
stay in my quiet
I need to be there
and for you to understand.


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