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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