Refrain

3
such an
innocuous little number.
3 sides on a triangle,
strongest shape.
3 star hotel,
something most can afford.
3 strikes,
you're out.
So why
does such a
harmless little symbol
make me force back
burning tears til my
eyes ache?
Why must i hide
the hot splash of
salt water
when i can hold on
no
more?
3
3
3
Not good enough
Not good enough
Not good enough
constant
litany
of inadequacy.
i'm done.
so...
what does that say
about 2?