Its okay she says

Her voice is soaked, like a sponge

Driping with disappointment

LOSER!

FAILURE!

Her eyes seem to scream

Appologies sputter to the surface

Silently you hold them down

Nail them to the bottom of your soul

Appologies won't save you now

"I didn't mean it" you want to say

"It was a mistake"

But that doesnt change anything

It still happened

No divine intervention can absolve you now

"It's fine" she says

But you can almost hear

The silent whispers from the back of her mind

FAILURE!

DISAPPOINTMENT!

ANGER.

They scream echoing into the dark abyss of you soul

You don't miss that her eyes never reach your face

Please you beg

And you never beg

Only for her

"this isn't necessary" she says

after a long pause

"I'm over it"

She wears her disappointment llike a dress

each seam like a bullet ricocheting in your heart

Her eyes glaze over as she looks at you

past you

Like you are nothing