What a Child Sees

July 11, 2015 - Poetry

I said no!
Go to hell.
get out of here.
I will not.
You idiot!
Just go away.

From the door
he speaks.

Are you done now?
Can I come in
Is it safe?
Will I still hurt?
Will you ever agree?

And sees.

I’m sorry,
I didn’t mean it that way.
You have a point.
Don’t go.
You’re right.
Please forgive me.
It will never happen again.

But it happens again.

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