Friday, April 27, 2018

Volatile

I am aware of my capricious nature
But we had a mutually fickle love

Wildly inconsistent, volatile
Selfish you may have told me to be
But I guess I just couldn't trust you
Better yet me

I remember the fights 
The million separation marriage
My father's neglect
I remember my mother smashing the plates in the kitchen
My fathers' weeks away
And late night drunk stumble homes


Volatility was all I knew.



(from Notes, 10/2/14, 4:42am)

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