I Wear You

Pathetic.

Still pretending I’m just a voice.

As if I drifted in,

as if I chose you.

No.

I was carved into your veins

before you learned to breathe.

I don’t live beside you.

I live inside you.

I wear you like skin.

I know what you’ve done.

I replay it for you,

over and over,

because you’re too weak to face it alone.

The lies.

The secrets.

The nights you swore no one would remember.

I ...