What Is Evident? Poem by Mark Heathcote

What is evident?
I cannot forgive what I cannot forget.
So roll-aside and disappear as if-
I never was - I never meant anything.
I know you'll find it easy as I'm-
already transparent and invisible.
Your tepid smile only hides a vulgar
cynicism brooding like a thunder cloud
to envelop my whole world entire.

What is evident?
I cannot stand idly by
waiting for dawn to break.
A blackout curtain has been-drawn
And I can no longer wait for some unforgiving-
apology or begrudging acceptance.
What is evident?
Is our blood isn't thicker than water?
And simply-need to let you drift away.