How shall I react to being
squeezed out,
squeezed out of love,
squeezed out of connection,
squeezed out of hope for proper affection?

Do you want control, or
are you afraid of me?

All I want is some authenticity.

How shall I react?
Silent hate.
Vocal threat!
Tears to release the tension.

Not much choice when squeezed out
without any sense of direction.

I am here.
Here in dignity.
Nothing of hate,
and no more tears,
for time has ended.

I am here
and I stand in strength,
and I shudder in frailty.

I am here,
and not the enemy.

 

6/3/2023