How could you?
I loved to listen to what you had to say.
I learned and listened to you.
Wondering what it would be like to meet you,
to spend time with you.a
I imagined I would feel safe with you
Then I heard what you did to them,
and it triggered my feelings of shame and rage.
The latter staying mostly buried;
The former keeping me silent.
Part of me is happy never to have meet you;
Part of me wants to take out my rage on you.
If I had met you, would you have increased my shame?
Would my buried rage have increased?
I have no answer.
I just have to work on myself:
letting go of my shame and rage.
This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License.
