Things left unsaid still haunt me

I can’t shake this hatred

You were always overbearing

Now years without you you still

Consume my thoughts. I want you

dead. Gone from my mind. I wish

I’d stopped taking your persistence

as harmless. I wish I’d let you know

to respect my no or you would cease

to know me. Looking back it’s all so

jarring. Rarely would a no of mine stand

You always had a way of talking and

Talking and talking and talking and talking

And then you’d circle back and say

“Do you want to or not” when I’d already

said no. How disgusting. A man with

persistence. Fucking die already.

Return to your hell and leave me to mine

Leave a Reply