you blame your father

he blames you

shrinking inside the delicate balance

for making him stronger

you are made weak

plotting the retort

disdain and defeat

to the jabs of a knife

swords cast

anvil solid

contentment and peace

a disease

contagious with rejection

fear and retort

circles of love

beaten

broken

pieces falling amid another storm

hiding from light

the fog of truth blanketing

skid marks

left by demons who fell to their knees

before you became

you