I blame you.


Not because you left,

not because you started again,

found a new life, new reasons for living,

but, because,

you knew what the monster was,

you knew what lurked in the darkness

and the light,

hidden in plain sight,

what everyone around could see

but didn’t focus upon,

polite stares,

whispers, murmurs, hints,

it was all there,

a psychic schematic

drawn in cerebral ink.


I didn’t blame you,

but I do





A poem that explores the darker side of hidden secrets, and blame. 


2 thoughts on “Blame

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s