written: april 30, 2020 (day 296)

you ask me to stay
in this hell built for two
you doubt that i love you
and i hate that i do

pictures are framed
just how you want it
it's easy to ignore
how my eyes have grown haunted

every touch is poisoned
by your hand
every look from anyone feels
like your harsh brand

at first it was easy
for me to ignore
but forgetting is hard
it's my mandatory chore

you force me to stay
in this hell built for two
you ask if i remember
and i hate that i do

you had me framed
when you said it was wanted
but i said no
this isn't what i wanted