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Rated: E · Poetry · Experience · #1454798
A poem about my parents' divorce.
My Anger Remains


Was this your master plan?
To do this to me?
To sit there and pretend to feel sorry for me,
While I lay in my bed,
With tears streaming down my face?
Tears of pain and hatred of what you’ve done.
You’re the reason my life has fallen apart,
Right before my eyes.
My world has come crashing down like the Twin Towers,
Because of what you’ve done,
Because of what you’ve made me go through.
And you expected a happy outcome,
After you did that to me?
I still can’t believe it.
My life has been anything but happy,
Since that day the decision was made final.
A part of me died that day,
Did you know that?
Did you know that you killed me that day too?
I bet you didn’t.
That part of me can never be filled,
It’s always gnawing at me with such a force.
I’m so empty now, so empty.
I’m numb to the outside world,
I don’t feel anything but emptiness,
Anger, sadness, and loneliness.
Everything’s a blur.
I no longer produce genuine smiles,
But authentic frowns and tears.
You really don’t know how much this has impacted me,
Do you? Do you?
No, you don’t and I don’t think you ever will.
My anger for what happened,
Burns with the white-hot intensity of a thousand suns.
I still don’t know why you did what you did,
But I think it was because you though it was best.
Best for who?
Best for you?
Maybe, but not for me.
You’ve caused me too much pain,
And too many emotional scars,
That don’t seem to fade.
I may not know why it happened,
I may never ask why,
But my anger for the incident still remains.
Nothing can ever change what you did,
Or how I feel or how my life has spiraled downward.
Nothing can ever change that,
Not even all the apologies in the world,
Can make up for what you’ve done.
What’s done is done,
And you can’t change that.
No turning back time, no rewinding the clocks.
But it’s not like you would if you could.
You’re happy with your decision,
While everyone else couldn’t be more devastated.
Just know that my anger remains.
That’s right,
Even after all these years,
I haven’t forgotten.
What? Did you think I would?
Wrong!
Even after five years and counting,
I haven’t forgotten.
That day is still imprinted on the cells of my brain,
And the memory remains fresh.
Just like my anger still remains,
Stronger than ever,
My anger remains.
© Copyright 2008 Nikita H. (bluemoonflower at Writing.Com). All rights reserved.
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