Defining Moment

they say forgive and forget remember and hold to account seems to be frowned upon and memorable events take a while to manifest digest and process narratives change with the core at every reason and heart ‘everything is wrong and it is all your fault what exactly you will have to find out yourself I will put our relationship into a drawer and possibly open it again once you …’ have changed to her wishes? relinquished any meaningful part in the drama? conceded to her perfidious pantomime? are totally broken? ‘you claimed that one cannot talk to a depressed one but were you not projecting your discontent?’ years on the metaphorical couch like a spider in a cobweb of distrust attempting to just pull one string breaking at rock bottom with someone else throwing rocks from a fortress of a glass house accusations lies silence pretense of innocence and turning children against him he walked a difficult path many a time running on empty but eventually it turned out to be the best thing that could happen and he found new love made peace with his offspring invested in kindness and compassion now lives with his lover and soulmate chapters however can only be closed when the epilogue has been written when the spine of the book stands upright in truth for years he maintained that she could not have done any better did not cope with her own crisis and he absolved her from further critique the protagonist eventually found his voice He has become I and I lay to rest my memories of that evil malignant and greedy you chose to become it was you who tore me apart and watched with satisfaction when I became vulnerable and depressed discredit where discredit is you it is not about settling score or spread sheets of retribution simple honesty will do and I don’t have to be nice because poems understand and refrain from judging the writer but deep in my soul I do not care that you have turned lonely and bitter because while I am privy to exquisite satisfied pleasure you made your bed and that is empty for a reason trying to hack out my eyes and essence made me spread my wings joyfully and you are an old haggard crow merely feeding on crumbs 05th August 2021