I DID TRY TO TELL YOU
It was during those bleak nights
when I’d wake up screaming
in a bucket of sweat.
The times I hailed you with bullets
full of ugly insults.
I’d cry in your arms,
my mind wracked with guilt.
The holes in the walls—
they’re plastered up now.
The room is silent as I watch you weep
holding the last photo
you took of me.
I did try to tell you.
Do you hear me now?
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