Mistakes
You couldn't handle my feelings,
So unintentionally, I gave you my rage.
Sometimes in the form of text,
Sometimes on a page.
Words, are how I get things out.
This is something that you know.
When I hold too much inside,
The words inside me overflow.
But never did we talk it through,
You never bothered to mention them.
I felt so invalidated at the time,
So I vented my pain, again and again.
You kept my unanswered rantings,
As some twisted kind of proof.
Of how messed up I really was,
While you got to hide the truth.
You didn't hurt me with your fists,
Only occasionally with your words,
No. You scrubbed me out until I was invisible,
Abandoned me with my hurts.
You left me when I needed you most,
You were never emotionally there.
You gave me just a day or two,
And then you didn't care.
You stopped seeing me as a woman,
And started treating me like a tool.
Applying the bare minimum to get what you wanted.
Made me feel like such a fool.
I can't even buy a single card,
All the sentiments, seem fake.
I feel like we have run our course.
That staying married is a huge mistake.
Copyright © Erica Gould | Year Posted 2021
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