Words unsaid
i stare out the window of the prison.
my sentence? unknown.
my crime? uncommited
the warden comes in blinded by a haze of white fury
the other conspirators escape with a warning
but ill be here for days, weeks, months.
i lose count after a while.
silently i cry
his side is always taken
im here dad!
cant you see me?
my side is available, my heart is open.
nevertheless, my heart is broken.
do you punish the ones you love?
do you reprimand them into proper behavior?
or is it just because you like him better?
unwanted, just a waste of time.
words run through my head.
did he really want me dead?
because here i am,
drowning in a river or words unsaid

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