You're Right

I don't think about it

Long, it leaves me too
overwhelmed, battling
violent demons refusing to rest.
Every breath, a song.

You'd never rake me
over the coals
unless I deserved it.

and it's entirely possible,
largely because I
was wrong, I thought I would be
always alone, that
you do. You always
speak the truth.

Always,
never, does it matter,
anymore?