Gone mental

Support

When I’m need, I will not ask. If you know, you will. I may not lose stride even if I am blindly walking nowhere. I have learned that lesson. When you spoke that you wanted no part of part of my life, I sighed, and walked on with you regardless. When you demeaned my work but praised it when the focus was on you, I took note. When you bill doze and try to make me feel a fool, I still walk, but angled away from you. It will be your turn to show up. It will be your turn to support… but I know in the end, I will just sigh and breathe