It took me days
To work up courage to say goodbye
Knowing you would be devastated,
You had multiple answers to anything I said
You could argue my fault
Have me believe.
But an end has to come
For both of us to move on.
Now it is said
Tears streak your cheek
The realisation, the pain
Of knowing it was coming.
Strain now over
The temptation to say
Why are you doing that?
You’d be better with a cat.
The humiliation
I suffer from
That statement
Has scared me forever.
Left me with no worth
I will go off and hide
Withdraw
Never to inflict myself
On another hapless woman.
I take my leave, pack a few things
The need to get away
Outweighs all sense and what’s what.
I drive away, knowing a weight is removed
But to admit failure again
Is the next greatest task.
I ponder my words as drive towards home.
You demand my attention
You call me in
You don’t understand why I have left as I did
You never could see the pain of your words
That each interaction cut deeper and deeper
Leaving my listless, emotionally bereft.
Morpethroad 
Wow, that’s powerful, the utter devastation of some relationships as they unfold and unravel…brilliant my friend!! 🙂 🙂
Thank you Helen, the cat reference still haunts me.
The ending of relationships, even if the ending is for the better, is hard. And sometimes words that one says in the unraveing live way too long. I appreciate the realness of this poem, Michael.
Thank you Mary, some things one never forgets.
Wow. That’s a hard one. Well written Tommy.
Thank you Al, hard but cleansing.
This was hard-hitting.. the devastation the tragedy of words that cut like that.. I suffer with you Michael.
Thanks Bjorn, thankfully it is in the past and writing about such things is a way of letting it all go.
“But to admit failure again
Is the next greatest task.” The entire piece was brilliant but these lines really stabbed me in the gut, Fantastic job Michael!
Thank you so much Yves. So happy you felt stabbed, or hang on that isn’t a good thing to say, maybe that you felt a connection is better.
I understand what you mean either way lol
Ach it is such a strain upon the heart breaking up…and we never know the powerful hurt of our words.
Thank you Georgia, so often we don’t realise how hurtful we can be.
Ah yes….not everyone know the power of words.
That each interaction cut deeper and deeper
and thankfully they can cut you no more (hugs)
I hope not, thank you for that comment Jenny and reassurance.
I got ya’ back bud 🙂