The Silent Treatment

how childish
how immature
but it gets me
through
the spell
where i'd like
to kill someone

blood pressure
through the roof
my head could explode
but at least
i’m not committing
any crime
or saying something
i cannot take back

i know i know
it's the easy way out
i'm not proud of it
i should know better
i'm just a coward
and a hypocrite



AP: Honorable Mention 2026, Honorable Mention 2021
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Kiser Avatar
November 27, 2018 at 7:12 PM
We've all had our button pushed at least once in our lives. We all need our, "alone time".
Gauthier Avatar
November 27, 2018 at 9:06 PM
For sure. Thanks for your much appreciated visit and comment, ML.
Papyrus Avatar
November 25, 2018 at 5:48 PM
some things are meant tot be said, if not it would not have happened. just temain truthful, because it doesn't always feel good either! LOVING the wisdom in this piece!
Gauthier Avatar
November 25, 2018 at 6:11 PM
Absolutely, Vegter. Thanks for your much appreciated visit and comment.
Bauer Avatar
November 25, 2018 at 5:02 PM
glad that your alone time allowed you to get this down on paper, line. i can relate...
Gauthier Avatar
November 25, 2018 at 6:10 PM
Thanks for your most appreciated visit and comment, Ilene.
Allison Avatar
November 25, 2018 at 3:45 PM
such emotion in every line - powerfully penned Line - use the 'alone time' to get your emotions down on paper:-( hugs Jan xx
Gauthier Avatar
November 25, 2018 at 4:52 PM
Thanks, Jan, for your most appreciated visit and comment.
Krutsinger Avatar
November 25, 2018 at 3:30 PM
So unlike you, Line. Heartfelt, but the hurt is oozing. Sad for me, for I do adore you, and wish I could help.
Gauthier Avatar
November 25, 2018 at 4:54 PM
Thanks for your warm wishes, Caren. Sometimes we just have to bite our lip and be thankful we didn't do anything to deserve jail time. Line xx
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