yay another grueling journal poem. i did write one today but i don't really want to show that one to ya... so have this one instead 😗

on the nose - 2/5/20
this is the worst it's been.
dreadful silence sits between us
and we are both too prideful to speak truthfully
it's been so easy
to keep this lie
we give reasons to believe
this is harmless
i've seen what it does to you
the dawn helps the guilt sink in
you've seen how easy it is for me
to be taken down by this
it's different when others are around
they don't hear what we can't say
then it's the other form of tension
the long drive home in silence
because we both don't want to speak first
crashing.
not a reliable choice,
but it's the feeling i'm getting
as i drive a little faster
hoping to make it home
before it sets in again
and we are daunted with the same choice
we always fail to make

hey you're pretty cool for reading that if ya did