Swaddle…

Salty,
Drip,
Drop,
Splatter.
They wrapped me up in a swaddle,
Deceived me with molly coddle,
Only to drop me right back in the thick of it.
False comfort,
Sugar coated lies,
This scenario is forcing me anti-clockwise,
And now I realise,
They don’t understand,
They don’t empathise,
They don’t care!
And for those that do,
Your silence gives me even more pain,
It’s not your fault,
You haven’t a clue what to do,
And I am sorry for what I put you through,
Believe me this is true.
This pain is unbearable,
Seemingly unbreakable,
And you can think or insinuate that I am full of high demands,
But I am not.
Decay will always rot,
Whether we acknowledge this or not!

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