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,