With established emotions
And expressive remarks
I see this wine glass
Evolving to shards
And wisdom before my eyes.

My reflection
Once held between
This fragile wretched thing
Was a pure fixation
And compliment
Of my own bittersweet ideals.

I could wander away from this
Forget any recognition
That I hold from what has occurred.
I may not remember you
I may cry when I see you
I simply may stab this knife in you
Rather than slice away the death
You injected into my heart
That day you loved another.

I'm sorry my dear,
You were never worth
My lonely, discreet tears.
I flounder no more
Or grovel to your feet,
Begging for more at this late hour.
I am free
To love and to hold
One that could be charitable,
But is simply in love,
And truly content.
I've forgotten you.

I see these shadows replay
When I think of all the pain
And hate you forced towards me.
I realize I was not in the right
But you were agonizingly wrong.
I do not appreciate
Your fallacies or mistakes.
I wish this was simply a poem
Of imagination
And creativeness,
But it is simply truth
Of what you have done to me
In bitter reasoning.

I will forget this time
And this lonely wall
As you punch again,
And I will forget the bruises
And the scars
Of what you forced upon me
In vain of your own hate.

I will see this end
Once again
Before my eyes
I will see you perish
To that of which you could
Never even understand.

Remember this anger
Remember this hate
Remember how we screamed
Remember how I faked it
Remember the day I died
And I shall remember
The only thing you ever offered
A cold steel blade
That I refused to use for you.
I will gladly shed tears
But you do not deserve my blood.

Others have recieved an abundance
Of my crimson passion
But you will never taste
Or feel the trickling
Of my blood on the floor.
I beg for you to stop
And to leave this place
I will never remember a time
Of true peace and happiness
When you remain in mind,
Therefore, I let you go.

I know when this is read
Upon your screen,
Or the one of my past lover
That I will never regret,
I will feel your tears
And I will know of your disgust,
But I will not remember your name
Or your face,
Only the hate
You gave for 2 years
and the pain
You tormented and manipulated me with
For even longer.
Die in gratitude.
You didn't break me.
You didn't succeed.
I won't let you.
 
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