The apologies you give me seem
fragile (like your ego), they’re little
glass whispers ready to crack
on contact, ready to make me
bleed. They melt bitterly on my
tongue and now every word I say
is tinged with a bit of venom, with
a bit of you- I’m not sure how
much longer I can do is. I’m not
how much longer I can be this
version of myself. My frustrations
blooms larger than your sins, your
apologies shadow every word I say
and now, now we’re stuck in this
limbo, just like a glitch in time none
of us know how to escape. The
apologies you used to give me
are lingering behind me like
they’re just waiting to pounce on
me, like they’re just waiting for
me to confess how guilty I feel, and
right now, I just want to escape
from them. I just want to leave
behind these honeysuckle words,
leave behind these venomous
glares- carrying your personality
around is weighing on my
shoulders; I’m not sure how much
longer I can stay upright.
anisha writes 
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