My Words to You

Like a shotgun blast in the dark,

The news so unexpected. 

Words that could drive a knife 

Straight through me 

Only sooth me.

I am reminded by your pictures 

As I watch them fade away 

Taking every memory with them 

But I don't cry. 

Smiling in the mirror 

Motivation at its finest. 

I gave so much of myself 

For way too long 

To ever let myself fall behind.

This is the reason that I told you. 

The reason why I run.

I have held the hands of liars,

Loved out of rage.

I have watched them fall 

And listened to their stories,

Looking them in the eyes 

As I made up my own.

You are no different than them. 

This should cut like a knife 

Yet here I stand numb 

A knife in my own hand 

Steady against the wind.

I have stood here before 

But nothing is the same. 

What my heart felt was real. 

It was strong and it ran deep. 

Every word intentional 

With every touch of my hand. 

Now all decency gone 

Not a strand of respect 

As you slander my name 

As if I meant nothing to you. 

No more 

Than to simply pass the time,

A little stroke of the ego 

And your manhood as a bonus. 

Ignore me in the halls

But your mind cannot forget,

The scent of my parfum 

Burning holes through your skin.

Truth be told 

The lies never hurt me 

Dripping so innocently 

From your quivering lips 

As I held your worth in my hands

For I always knew 

That this day would come.

Content as I write this  

Every emotion intact

Wishing that we had never met. 

I am doing quite well 

And I hope that this cuts you 

Just as deeply as you claimed your loved flowed.

In the end, you played your part 

While I also played mine,

Both liars if you ask her perspective.-