A Solitary Decision

Watch me carefully, my friend
Watch me break and walk away
Denial blanking my truth
No nurturing here - ’tis gone
No love, peace, safe, warm
A harsh, calculated fall
Walls of callous, rancid cement grow strong
Rebuilding through years of pain
Quietly conspiring a different tale
Uncared sleep infused with a different story
I will not give again, I cannot
This trying belief tires me
That I will mend and heal
Yet I break again and again
Like a porcelain doll
Spread it on thick
to cover the cracks
But there is only one choice now
A solitary decision.

~ Copyright Charlotte Sometimes (SRWB) 2008