All I see are trees. All around me are bugs buzzing And birds chirping And… and… I remember where I am I realize I am here In stark white office In a state of waiting Maybe if I had hung on tighter Maybe if I had spoken up Maybe if I had just said no Maybe if I had listened to the feeling in my gut. They said two weeks Two weeks till I could continue Two weeks till the feeling in my stomach fades Two weeks until I will be okay. But, two weeks went But the feeling in my gut still stayed. But the fear that I feared was still here. Because the heart didn’t want to heal My arm healed My thumb healed My bruises healed My heart refused to heal Everyone told me I was fine. Everyone told me to push myself to keep going Everyone was telling me what they thought would help me Everyone thought my actions were a choice Nobody saw the storm Nobody heard my cries Nobody understood Nobody knew. I had to leave I had no choice I could not keep doing what I loved I could not keep going. When I left When I said goodbye I left behind the one person who understood me I left behind the one thing I truly loved
