A couple of problems ©

She did something unthinkable

He was trying not to notice

But both can taste the pain.

She sits guilty like a robber

He boils, like bunsen burner

Turning to blue flame


Why? Are we self punishers

Hurting one another

Pushing twisting hate

Sharpening words we say

When we’re lovers in the human race.


He was drinking with another woman

She was smoking in the toilet

Both now feel ashamed;

He hides messages on his mobile

She hides packaging from her test,

Staring at the pills, that could’ve stopped this mess.


Why? Are we self punishers

Not telling one another

Pushing twisting fate

Fearing words we need to say

We are lovers in one human race.


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