Never Forget the One Who Walks Away
The room left behind is empty and dark,
A cold, lonely space where the shadow leaves a mark.
We weep for the one who is forced to remain,
But we rarely look close at the architect of pain.
For there stands the one who must face the closed door,
Retreating in silence from all they wanted and more.
With a heart breaking quietly, they reach for the key,
And lock up the person they wanted to be.
They take the step knowingly, trapped in their mind,
Hiding the chaos they are leaving behind.
An internal execution, a choice made in tears,
They will process the grief through the upcoming years.
Quietly, they swallow the struggles they face,
Shutting down completely in a separate space.
They retreat into silence, locked in their head,
Thinking it's the easiest way to lessen the dread. So please, just be gentle, and look at the cost,
Respect the deep stillness of dreams they have lost.
They won't ask for comfort, they'll just bow their head,
To swallow the words that will never be said.
Never merely value the wounds that are clear,
Or validate only your own bleeding sphere.
Be considerate, gentle, and slow to contend,
For yours is not the solitary heart needing to mend.
Before you pass judgment, remember the weight,
The suffocating world ledger of an unchosen state.
Look deep at the story, for they are breaking too,
Never forget and honor the shadow that walks away from you.