And some come into your life to see

The aftermath.

To see you exhausted and easily startled.

They do not know you are spent from fighting.

From being strong for so long.

But you know,

You know.

You will speak again

When you are ready my darling.

Until then be at ease

With peace.

Breathe and see yourself.

You have to remind yourself,

It is only the echo.

It.

Is.

Only.

Echos.

The past is the past.