At Cross-Purposes
Brittle bones may splinter and crack in crisis.
Some mend with time
yet hairline fractures remain below the surface.
Secrets and lies have eaten through the natural bonds between us and only a thin veneer of civility covers the gulf separating our two hearts.
Tightly held by guilt and obligation, I close my eyes--- struggling to hold onto compassion while preserving my own self-respect.
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