Fight

One wrong word
Is all it takes
For me
To lose the fragile control
That I’ve gathered for this fight.
Then all there is
Is a downpour
Of accusations,
Bitterness,
And months of frustration,
Till,  out of breath,
And losing the strength,
I stop.
And the thing my trust holds on to
Is that you have said nothing
In your defence,
And were still there,
Uttering one word,
Again and again-
Sorry.

-A

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