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