I watched you
foggy goggled
filled with the
bubbles of teenage
days flowing
through alcohol
laced veins
I watched your
lips
move to
all of the noises
my ears ached to hear
I called you naive
once
its laughable
I was the only
one showing the
crowd
how to breathe
listen
believe
when I should have
known better
I called you a baby
duck
following bright
yellow
rain boots
my hands are
covered in soft
wet dirt
my nails are packed
to the brim from
digging myself
into this hole
only to find
what I left behind
so many years ago
staring me in
the eyes
forgotten
lessons learned
shame
shun
exhale.
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