With thoughts unkind,
Inside your mind,
You see each changing expression.
Yet never stopped long enough to question,
At the hint of my sigh,
So I don't wonder why.

We live, we believe.

In tasteless retrospect,
I know my deepest regret,
I lived for the words unspoken,
And the promise already broken.
Look beyond iced eyes,
That no longer cry,

Can you see me?

I look different now,
Stonger somehow,
With burning anger reserved for you.
My disgust at which Ive been through.
Feel it fester now,
Beneath my furrowed brow.

I'll set it free.

Own your carelessness,
Your callous recklessness,
It's war is done, again you've won.
And drained the venom from my tongue.
Let it sleep,
Let hate breed deep.

Leave me, and leave me be.

I walk the path,
Of seething aftermath,
The precious years pushed beyond my belief,
ANd with your absence comes the welcome relief.
But I'll not apologise,
To componsate your lies.

You are dead to me.



Penned by my hand on the 6th of Midautumn, in the year 108 MA.