Caren Krutsinger Poet Dramatic Monologue

An Abrupt Unexpected Good Bye

I cannot tell you I am not hurt
Because I am crucified.
Did you ever love me or was it all a lie?
I need a few seconds to get some control.
Was it the red-headed woman?
Or the blonde little troll?

Do not tell me you have moved on without anyone else
I am naïve, not crazy, not stupid. 
Although now I feel a little of both.
You have completely devastated me.
I feel skinned alive, my eyes hurt from crying.
If I said I was okay I would certainly be lying.

Some day when you have a little girl of your own
I hope you remember this day and how much you hurt me
You had nurtured the little girl inside me
But she died a few minutes ago
When you told me that you never loved me
When you look at your baby, you will remember this moment
And you will feel remorse
Knowing you killed another little girl
Now go because I do not want to hug you good-bye.

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Gershon Wolf March 17, 2020 at 7:17 PM This doesn't sound like fiction, unfortunately. Hang in there, Caren. :) gw Caren Krutsinger March 18, 2020 at 5:06 PM It truly is not fiction for some, but total fiction for me.

Kenneth Cheney March 17, 2020 at 12:24 PM Ugly good bye's are the worst. Your poem capture's this truth dramatically. Caren Krutsinger March 17, 2020 at 1:27 PM Thank you my friend.

Eric Ashford March 17, 2020 at 10:47 AM A sad reflective narrative of childhood I think. It works for me that way, anyway. Good stuff. Caren Krutsinger March 17, 2020 at 1:27 PM Thank you Eric.

M. L. Kiser March 16, 2020 at 9:59 PM Sad, heartbreaking, I hope this isn't your situation. Blessings to you. Caren Krutsinger March 17, 2020 at 1:27 PM This was in answer to a poetry prompt, has nothing to do with me.

Eric Cohen March 16, 2020 at 9:22 PM Moving and powerful from the heart. Best to you, Caren. Caren Krutsinger March 17, 2020 at 1:27 PM Thank you Eric. Total fiction.

Kishan Sharma March 16, 2020 at 9:01 PM Very beautiful write , Caren Krutsinger March 17, 2020 at 1:27 PM Thank you so much Kishan.

Kim Rodrigues March 16, 2020 at 7:03 PM Heartbreaking! Handing you a handkerchief, my friend! Your raging with anger and sorrowful sadness. Oh no! How can I give you solace? What happened? I hope you read my poem, “All alone and flower fables.” I had you in mind as one of my sweet friends. Caren Krutsinger March 17, 2020 at 1:28 PM This is a fabrication - total fib.

Danka Sikorska March 16, 2020 at 5:56 PM Even the worst things sometimes are meant to be... For something or someone better is yet to come! I believe this is the case here. The wrong person needs to go, to make place for the true love! I can feel the pain from your poem. Caren Krutsinger March 17, 2020 at 1:28 PM I wish people would remember to let to, so they could let God and let the person they are meant to be with in.

Darlene De Beaulieu March 16, 2020 at 12:51 PM Hello Caren, Yes I felt the heartbreak and heart arch in this poem. Have a nice day my friend.xx Hugs. Caren Krutsinger March 16, 2020 at 3:44 PM Thank you so much Darlene!