Respect and boundaries
Were no more
And so ruins
We experienced
My faults are known
Apologise rain
In plenty

I come with love
Not games
My resistence
Is not out of pride
But fear that
History will repeat
It’s self
God knows
Even a thought
Is detested.

If chance
Is present
I stand to clean
My path
My belief now:
Companionship.
I vail
And wait,
Voice your mind
If not
Silience as always
Worked.

If a chapter has been
Closed.
Stay put
As i find my way.
If the desire
For a rebirth
Is mutual
Let the foundation
Be Plain White
For Clarity
I plead…

ⒸJoeln