Goodbye

 

I hope you cried

When you thought of the things you did

And the truths you hid

From me and yourself

 

I hope you cried

When you realized the love you lost

And the price it cost

You in the long run

 

I hope you cried

In the days and months

Before you died

Thinking of me

And what could have been

 

You discarded me broken

And confused

Miserable and addicted

To all that is toxic

Unable to top it

I hit rock bottom emotionally

 

If only I could see

That what you gave me

Was the best you had

Instead

I saw you as sad

Sorry wasted talent

With the minus touch

Everything beneath your finger tips

Turned to shit

 

I was sick

Of the emotional acting out

The childish games

Played during verbal bouts

That wasted my time

And yours

 

I moved on with age

But you set your stage

At fifteen years

And holding

 

While unfolding

My arms I realize

That time flies

Even when you’re

Not having fun

 

I hope you thought of me

In the months and hours

Before you died

I hope you cried

Author's Notes/Comments: 

a poem to my ex

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