I wish you had cried.
I wish you had mourned.
I wish you had screamed.
I wish you had yelled.
Oh! How I wish you had.
Your laughter is;
The most broken, forsaken.
The most profound wounded sound I have ever heard.
It shook me to my core.
It brought me down to my knees.
It seeped deep into my bones.
It made you part of my heart, causing it to bleed.
You laughed, and now I am haunted by the wretchedness of your life.
The deep solitude.
The deep wounds.
The deep shame.
The deep despair.
The depth of things left unsaid.
You unloaded all of them at my feet, with one laugh.
You chained me to the stake and set me on fire.
Yes, I am now daily consumed by fire.
The never quenched fire of guilt, regret, helplessness, and self-loath.
You laughed and finally brought me grovelling to my knees before you.
Oh! What to do now?