To hear your words of self hate
was like a dark shadow curling itself around me
suffocating me with its grimness
and no words of comfort could I offer
While my soul shrank back in horror
Out of my depth I am
Trapped in a conversation
Wanting to leave, not to hear
But not daring to.
I was a coward to say I understand.
I don't understand a woman bent on destroying herself.
I accept that I am powerless to help someone who will not help herself.
I accept that I lost my mother.
I had lost her long ago.
I am not strong enouph to wade through her cesspool.