Silence and denial lay together like an unused bed, in an empty room.
Never allowing truth's purspose, and it's freedom to be viewed.
I spent years laying in that bed waiting for him to become a better man, somehow free.
It was a costly lesson to finally realize the only one I could truly change was me.
For there are times it is strength to linger within the flame,
but there are others when it is mightier to stand up and walk away.