A poem about a friend

I feel so helpless
Like there’s nothing at all I can do
Like I’m trapped inside a box 10 times smaller than the content of my body
I must tell somebody this secrete
But I promised them I wouldn’t
I was told if I ever spoke of it again bad things would happen
I didn’t want bad things to happen
So I kept my mouth shut
For days
For weeks
For months
Until one day, I couldn’t take it anymore
I couldn’t keep that ungodly secrete inside no longer
I told them I was sorry
I hope you’ll one day forgive me
I’m only doing this for the best
That’s when hell broke loose
The anger in everyone’s eyes made me feel disconcerted
Like I did something wrong
I’m sorry is all I could say
I should not be the blame for all of this
YOU are the one who did this awful thing
Not me
I just so happened to be the only one that you told
I had to tell
It would have been wrong if I kept it inside
I thought I was helping you
Not hurting you
That person is in a better place now
They can’t hurt you anymore
You should be thanking me, not despising me
I did this for your own good, and I hope one day you’ll realize that.