Stay Silent (C.B.#32)

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She said
“Speak to me.”
And my words
fell like rain
from my lips
to your ears
with my trust.

“Believe me,”
I had said
when the pour
ceased, you
promised me
it was enough.

Blame me,
for the bruises
the swelling,
the burn marks
you know that
he made.

Corner me,
say I did it,
knowing it’s
been four years
since I’ve touched
a blade.

Teach me
that speaking
will hurt me
and children
had better
keep quiet.

Trust me,
I’ve learned to
trust no one
I promise
next time
I’ll stay silent.






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