The Second Beat

I am stubborn like my life depends on it—

but honestly I can’t control it,

in this life

i’ve been manipulated

made fun of

talked about

hurt,

most of all, hurt.

forgive and forget?

not always the case,

not easy to forget when empty promises and abandonment is

thumping on the inside of my brain,

like a second heartbeat going through my bloodstream

not allowing me to forgive—

and especially forget.