Brother
When He says exactly
What you thought he'd say
The words rip through you
You enter the room and
and enter the conversation
trying to avoid the idea of
conflict, you attempt to
avoid and jump over obsticles
that have grown over the
years, but despite your best
efforts your hopes of all ending
well snaps like a twig that you
just stepped on while running
on the wet forest ground.
And you wonder what makes
him so angry, if it was you,
the one who never lets him
get the last word or win an
arguement because of the
fragile state that she calls
existance and her cry baby
state that they call 'hyper
senitivety' She wonders if
that has made him cold
and uncaring towards her.
It probably has, and like
most things, the problem
cannot be fixed and will
likely worsen over time.
A terrible diagnosis that
will result in the termination
of a relationship.
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