Does she laugh when we’re not here?
Does she even speak to him?
Is he aware that all of his kids know,
That his marriage depends on them?
Does she hideaway upstairs?
Does she even believe it herself?
She may never have loved him,
But still didn’t leave him for what he did to me
Does she feel obligated to him?
Like I did in my last love life
Feeling raped every night
Closing doors to escape fights
Is his redemption salt in her eyes?
Is she allowed resentment when she took his side?
Maybe it’s guilt hiding in plain sight
Behind shut doors, I would shake and cry
Raising myself took borrowed might
Have you ever tried to convince a child not to die?
Now they come to me with puppy eyes
And I nurture the ones who entropized my light
Leo Grey 