I release myself.
I will not destroy myself for you any longer;
Nor will I allow you to do so.
You lost that right today.
I will no longer play maid to the mess you recreate;
No longer drive myself to distraction with worries of you;
No longer build my life around you.
I have done my duty by you;
And you no longer have the right
to ask any more of me.
And for all the ways you hurt me;
For all the ways you disregard my
thoughts and feelings;
For all the ways you numb me
with your thoughtless acts and comments;
Go Fuck Yourself!!!!
Dedication: 02/03/2000: To Mum – I threw away your letter, but your words remained imprinted in my thoughts. These are the words I created to dispel them.
SO TELL ME: What do you think of this piece?
- Did it engage you?
- Does the meaning come across? Are there any images or lines you don’t understand or find unclear?
- Are there obvious errors in spelling, punctuation or grammar?
- Do you have any suggestions for revision?
Please be brutally honest in your assessments – good, bad or indifferent.
I don’t scare easily; and I really do want to hear what YOU have to say about my work.
Many thanks in advance for your time and your criticism.
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AUTHOR: I am might war. I have a love of music, the written word, travel, Anime, polar bears, people and “sticking and colouring”.