Secrets And Lies Poem by Vanessa Kingsley

Can you feel the remorse course through your veins? In the pit of you stomach it lies there and settles causing you despair.
That intuition I had was vague and sadly correct. My capitulation hangs in Purgatory, liberated, I guess, from the onslaught, that you’ve caused to the world around me. It was all under false pretenses that you were even here. Laughing, smiling, whatever. It was only now that I realized you inarticulate every word and every sentence that you spoke. I could understand but only a little so that I let it go and did not care to venture any further beneath the surface of the lies and secrets that you held deep below the water. Next time I’ll be more careful and listen and read and fight. But this time it’s not worth it. Most of my energy is drained and all of my sanity is gone.