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Poetry By: Indie Skreet

10th JAN 2013 I had foolishly sent a previous text message saying, 'I miss you', subconsciously knowing I was pressing self-destruct and predictably I did not hear. 3 days later I sent my final one, 'Last text a weak delusional moment; can’t diappear leaving your ego so inflated as need to restore my dignity. No hard feelings though – really. I just wanted to be the one to say the final goodbye'. He called me 4 minutes later .... I ignored it. There was nothing to say.

Submitted:Jan 18, 2013    Reads: 30    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   

Least when I expected,

Worthwhile life resurrected,

Snatched back my self-respect,

Idecided to disconnect.

Ignoring me was no choice,

Upped the volume of my voice,

Composed text goodbye,

Final message - no small fry.

My turn to turn a cheek,

Deny chance to hear him speak,

Return the hurt he caused me,

Pressed 'send' deliberately.

Could he not find words,

He so often slurred?

'I'm content with my wife',

'I don't want you in my life'.

No longer prepared to be

Stripped of my dignity,

No interest in what he might say

Or re-enacting tragic play.

Finale sent for sanity,

Admittedly my vanity

And when I took decisive action,

Satisfied with last reaction.


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