the invisible flood

When I turned

and walked away

after you told me to go away

and stop caring

I didn't 

I couldn't

I wouldn't 

let you see me cry.

But you might as well know now

I cried

a lot

maybe I drowned

somewhere in the flood

that you brought me to.

I cried for you

and me

and cynicism

and love

and reality

and this whole damned world

but mostly just for you.