Yet another anniversary approaches
of when I left your lame ass.
After ten years, the trauma has faded
along with the bruises and the financial
devastation and the barely detectable
self esteem, battered into mere atoms
by your selfish certainty that I would
never leave. But I did. And I remember.
Every mid-June, I relive those last few days,
however mildly, always with the caveat,
'never again.'
Never again will I allow any person to
treat me with such disrespect for my
needs and dreams and make me
fear for my very life and that of my child.
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