All I can do us blame you.

For all the life I’ve been through.

You never asked me to believe.

I never intended to leave nor deceive.

The fault is all mine this I know.

Why? Because you were a coward.

Why? This was never about me.

This was about your domination.

Your hands around my throat.

Your boot on my face.

Until the last thing I want is to see your face.

The trauma, so divine.

Living in this fear, so sublime.

Leaving it all to circumstance.

A series of moments,

Unfortunate chances.

My belief in the world, circumspect.

Jaw clenched as I stand erect.

A vision of perfect happiness, is what I project.

Carrying the weight of your expectations,

letting them, and you, go. I redirect, deflect, your affect.

So little left to learn.

No longer a cause for your concern.

Some days, my heart does yearn.

I remember how cold it felt.

Standing on the shore.

Maybe I am the broken one.

Maybe I will never succeed.

In the race to the bottom,

stupidly, I followed your lead.

I may be no angel,

But that’s only when all my shattered pieces rejected your angles.

Yes. You showed me what I was worth.

I should hate you with every fiber of my being.

Instead, like you said, I don’t even know your name.

I guess it’s all the same in the end.