Memory.

I held
the tiny
piece in my hand.

You were a witness.

I rolled
the brown knob 
around in my palm.

You remembered better.

I tend to forget.
I minimise.
I scare easy.

You saw me vulnerable.

I cannot seem to forget.
Hence I carried you
home with me.

Break free

Quietly I have evaded
Your questions.
I didn’t realise
The silence was my prison.

These walls contain me.
All of my inferiorities;
Too much of me.
I never truly let you see.