A Public FIRE Poem Letter To My Ex
YOU RUINED MY NAME.
CALLED ME “PSYCHO” …OH, AND INSANE.
YOU LAUGHED SO HARD.
AND TOOK PLEASURE IN MY PAIN.
ALL BECAUSE I LOVED YOU AND WANTED YOUR LAST NAME.
DON’T FORGET, OUR MUTUAL FRIENDS WENT AGAINST ME AND MY TRUTH.
I GUESS THAT’S WHAT I DESERVE AS AN HONEST YOUTH?
YOU ALWAYS TOLD ME YOU HATED YOUR MOTHER.
AND TOOK PRIDE IN PLAYING ME AS IF I WAS JUST ANOTHER.
YOU CHEATED ON ME MORE THAN TWICE.
WHEN I WANTED TO BE YOUR ARMENIAN WIFE AND MAKE YOU DAMATS RICE.
YOU LIED AND LIED AND LIED AND LIED AND LIED.
NOT UNDERSTANDING OR GIVING A DAMN ABOUT THE AMOUNT OF TEARS CRIED.
I TOLD YOU 1.5 MILLION TIMES I WANTED TO WAIT.
BUT YOU TOOK THAT AS AN OPPORTUNITY TO HATE.
I WAS SUICIDAL FOR THE PAST FOUR YEARS.
ALL. BECAUSE. YOU. INSTILLED. HORROR. AND. FEARS.
I HOPE YOU’RE HAPPY ENJOYING YOUR TIME WITH YOUR RANDOM FAKE “WIFE”.
I’M SORRY I WAS TRADITIONAL IN MY VIEWS AND WANTED AN ALL ARMENIAN LIFE.
NOW GO REST YOUR KIDS AND TELL THEM A BED TIME STORY.
AND PRETEND THIS REALITY DOESN’T EXIST AND I’M JUST A MAKE BELIEVE STORY.
THE GIRL YOU GAS-LIGHTED,
DR. ANONYMOUS