POETRY
A Toxic Oil Spill
Warning: Calling for a massive clean up
Empty words repeated over again,
That I’ve taught myself to ignore.
What to do with the damage?
A limb I would have easily cut off.
You pretend as if nothing transpired,
It costs you nothing at all.
I wrote with courage and strength,
Scrounging up everything I had.
No more dismay, a little bit of fury,
I’m numb from all the pain.
I just want it to go away,
Live my life with you in my past.
You rejected me when I needed you,
Offered conditional, refrained affection.
Now you say you love me, miss me,
I have no proof, just my scars.
It’s a dark, toxic oil spill,
Dredged up for no good reason.
I don’t understand your motivations,
And I care no more — never again.
A fire burning to react,
Some befittingly worded retaliation.
Set the story straight,
Because my narrative is honest.
