Cathren Gathoni
I’m alive outside. Dead indoors.
I died when you betrayed my trust—but I held on.
I died when you lied to my face, over and over.
When you disrespected me.
When you stopped seeing my worth.
When you no longer called me your peace.
When you found peace elsewhere.
That’s when you began your own destruction.
It started when you ignored my pain.
When you let it pile up inside me.
When my feelings no longer mattered.
When you stopped asking, “How are you?”
When my smile became a mask, and you never noticed.
When you celebrated alone, though I was with you all along.
It started when you stopped listening.
When I was always the bigger person.
When I became invisible unless you needed me.
When I lay there hurting, and you never cared.
When you weren’t there to wipe my tears.
When I lost my mind, and you never saw it.
When I lost my breath every single day.
And now…
I don’t know what’s left of me.
Just pieces I can’t put back together.
By Cathren Gathoni
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