Thursday, February 25, 2021


There was a time
when what you thought
meant a great deal to me.
But somewhere along the line,
you crossed the line,
one or one thousand too many times.
So I did the work -
It was hard.
But I've never really
been one
to do things
the easy way.
The years, the fears, the tears
ate away
at your sway.
In the past I'd be angry
But now I find myself
Sad, perhaps.
But sad for you
and not for me.
I find myself
For the first time.