I’ll never know her name
You’ll never tell me.
She’ll keep taunting me anonymously
Otherwise I would have a name to my hate.
Holding on to one last piece
And you want me to forgive you?
Let go then,
Stop protecting your sin.
What did you think would happen
When you drove a stake of betrayal
Into the heart of your family’s foundation?
Did you think we would welcome you back
With an open armed embrace?
Saying, ‘it’s okay, everyone’s fallible?’
How couldn’t you see the line
When you crossed it?
Don’t enter here
Believing you have a home anymore.
You and your guilt will sleep on the couch.