Day: Feb 6, 2022

They ask for my secrets,

Even beg me to let them in.

They don’t know I’m not sleeping

Or fighting a war I can’t win.

They spill their drinks on me

Until I drown in the fumes.

I hear it’s a fallacy –

Destroy those how know the truth.

They try to take a bite,

Wrap their mouths around me.

They don’t know who I become at night,

Don’t know they cannot drown me.

Then they go quiet occasionally,

Especially when I walk by.

I watch as they wait patiently

To murder me with an alibi.

-Jackie