#WritcoPoemPrompt54

I feel my heart is wrenching and ask myself

"Is it all worth it?

Am I just crazy?

Should I just fall in line?

Should I just do everything The Party's agents ask?

Is this worth losing touch with my blood?"

Then I remember.

I remember the insults.

I remember the gaslighting.

I remember the shouting,

The accusations, denouncements,

The late-night, hour-long ranting phone calls,

The text walls of loaded questions,

And the demands I apologize for conflicts

That you initiated.

"Is it worth losing you?"

Shit yes, it is.


© Miyamoto Yoshi