Those Words

“You’re such a spoiled brat.

I don’t have time for your petty problems.

I have to take care of myself.”

Those are the words you yelled at me

as I sat in the hall

after you hung up on my friend

who told you I was going to try to kill myself.

Coincidentally,

those are also the words you yelled at me

when I decided that I hated you

because I knew at that point

I could never forgive you.

 

A Reason

Obviously, there’s a reason

I didn’t kill myself

all those years ago

when I had the chance.

I just wish I knew

what that reason was.

It would make life

a lot simpler now.

I’m so lost.

Why am I here?