Stop.
But the word sticks on my tongue.
If it didn’t,
if I said it,
neither of you would listen.
I’ve spent my whole life
trying to appease you both—
a wasted effort.
I’ve learned that much at least,
at great cost.
You can’t stop.
And I’m finally learning that I can’t wait,
not anymore.
You see this knowledge in me,
and I see that both of you fear it.
If you would listen,
I would tell you
It’s not about you, not really.
But you won’t, so I won’t.
Instead, silently,
I’ll keep seeking my solace…
And I’ll stop it for you both.
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