Do not mistake my quiet
or lack of response
for acquiescence
Do not mistake my sadness
for weakness
or lack of knowing myself.
You read my posts
with your eyes
and your heart
You see my words
As they mirror you
You hear
in my story
Your story
There is sameness
But we are not the same
My immediate response
Is one of anger
But I know that is because
You’ve hurt me
I find it hard to reconcile hurt
It always brings me to anger
And my anger often becomes violence
Many times I have told you
That I am not ready
That I can not yet do
what you have done
Many times you’ve offered
And many times I’ve said no
And still you persist
Your dream
Is not my dream
In the end
All you’ve done is hurt me…
In the light of day
I know you didn’t mean to
But you did.
And now I must find a way
to deal with the elephant
in the room
Please stop.