It was your arrogance

that tipped me over the edge,

then I realised you had been

goading me into the wall

all along,

pushing

me further away from you, pushing

me away from our once romantic past

and making me want to see you with

eyes of exasperation and the sound

of mercy forever

hanging on my lips;

this you found easy, a playground bully

you became, spoilt, incessant in your words

and what for, to keep proving a point

on how you were a survivor,

yet not doing anything positive

with your claim

except

make others feel bad.

 

It was your bully antics

that pushed me over the edge

and made me turn

reluctantly

and with shame

away from you.

 

Ian D. Hall 2017