I'm sorry

I'm sorry.

I lied.

I wasn't fine.

I was bitter,

And resentful,

And angry,

And hateful,

And hurt,

And humiliated,

And frustrated.

I needed to talk,

but my lips were sealed shut.

I needed someone to listen,

but my conscience told me to shut up.

Then I yelled,

And I cried.

I screamed,

And I shouted.

I cursed,

And swore.

All the pain,

Came tumbling out as words.

All the hurt,

poured out as a myriad of furious screams.

All the frustrations,

as angry sobs.

Then I listened,

and prayed,

and the loud sobs quieten down to a whimper.

I breathed,

and listen.

All was quiet.

And good.

I was fine,

for real.

I hope.