Thank you for the pain you caused me,
hoping against hope that someone would take my side.
Every day the anger grew stronger, I grew more resentful,
realizing what you’d done to me, what I was letting you do to me.
Easiest way out, I took it! Went out on my own – and never looked back.
Searching for myself – with a fire than burned like ice I realized
another life was waiting for me. Thank you, thank you very much!
Thank you for making me see, that I
had been trapped by my own insecurities, in a world where
everyone was out for themselves, their friends and never me.
Rest assured, karma will get you in the end – I’m sure – and
every wound you’ve caused others, like me, will come back to haunt you.
See, I’m over you. Even if this sounds angry, it no longer burns
and I know that, in all your bitchy madness, you did me a favour.
Thank you! Thank you very much!
Have you thought of me? I rarely think of you these days and I hope,
every day, that you’ve moved on too. Or are you stuck in the same destructive
rut, same self-serving, but self hurting, self you were back then?
Everybody who knew you saw it so how did you not
see the chaos you caused? But I am thankful, I really
am, and I wish you all the best. Thank you!
Today’s prompt over at Pooky’s Poems is rather cathartic, as it asks us to write a poem of thanks to someone who would not expect it. I doubt this ghost from my past would expect my thanks – or even read it, and even though the poem turned out more like a rant than a poem it does feel good! *big smile*