Answer me,
but don’t let your words
be hollow ones.
I asked a question;
so simple,
I thought it would work.
You came back to me
with a look,
and tears in your eyes.
You said it hurt,
and I agreed with you.
Where did we go wrong,
when a simple “Why?”
is met with such confusion?
I was a child once,
but this man I am
still needs an explanation.
More and more,
I’m beginning to suspect,
that I am the bad actor,
pushing you for words
you can’t describe.
With only two possible answers;
either you love me,
my love,
or you don’t.
Either you need me,
or you are on your own.
Either your “Yes” is “Yes”,
or your “No” is “No”,,
but we both know
our lies have been exposed.
“Why?” is such a simple question.
One right answer,
so much dissimilation.
So much destruction
in our wake,
and now we consecrate
another devastation.
Use the right words,
and I swear I will free you.
Lessen my grip
around your throat.
Pierce my heart,
take my soul,
burn me up
with the righteousness
of your honesty,
but please,
just answer me.
HG -2019
