All of my silence was taken for politeness 

Regurgitating every single word you said

Until my own sickness coats and covers my clothes 

Until I am nearly suffocated by it

Alleviation, anticipation

Come back to me in an altercation 

Make their home in between the crevices 

And then I am left reeling in my catch

My stomach is doing extreme flips and dips

A secret nearly spilled out on the cold floor

The ugly truth told by my guts, and not me

The chatter has stopped, all stare in unveiled disgust 

My well-being means nothing to them

My only concern now is clean up

One embarrassment after another 

This is now all in a day’s work, shut up!

I then blinked and suddenly, 10 years have passed

Am I now a proverbial vegetable? 

My body has since then changed to fit that

Though their attitudes have not reflected it…