Pride in the girl in the dream who walked away,
screamed, It’s not worth it.

She screamed,
It’s never worth it.

I don’t know how she’d get away, if
she were trapped on every side,

but I think that as long as she tried,
it’d serve her as her peace of mind,

so maybe I don’t have to fantasize
about the how’s, if she can be

so trusted to scream,
such a simple scream,

that allows me to keep my own mouth closed
and to stay asleep through the night.