The Cycle

Trusting someone you have known what seems like forever,

Shattered by their incestuous mistake.

Unspoken, untouched, unheard.

Pretending it never happened,

Becomes a way of life.

The inner turmoil & despair deepens

Becoming disconnected subconsciously from family & friends.

My body revolts during the night,

Like it needs to get this burden out.

I bend over the toilet bowl & have no control over the outcome.

Crying desperately wishing it would stop.

I stumble back into bed with my minty breath.

But not for long I'm sure.