Elucidating Questions

Where were you?

Where were you when I was being called a “fat bitch cow” and other various versions of it on the bus?

Where were you when I tried to defend myself and the entire bus of people just wanted me

To shut up while he cursed me under his breath.

Where were you?

Do you know why I’m mad at you?

Because I can do it alone but I keep asking for help for that moment when the demon comes up behind me

Covers my face with a sack and I can’t breathe

For the moment when I feel like

If no one else wants to help me

I must not be worth it.

Where were you?

Where the fuck

Where are you?

No,

Not him.

I know where abouts he

Is

I want you

Where are you?!

Where the fuck are you?!

Please…

Just tell me so I can stop looking.

At least if I knew where you are,

I could know you’re never looking for me.

I could know from where you don’t look for me.

I could know I’m not worth it.

I could know just how not worth it I am.