Am I merely a last letter
you’re compelled to write
because guilt holds the pen?
Your goodbye preceded you.
Lips couldn’t wait to whisper
leaving in my ear.
Go on to new love.
My tears will not
be the ink of pleading.
I gave you who I am
and refused your editing
into what you wished me to be.
Among the ashes of your rejection
lies the budding leaf of my freedom.
©Susie Clevenger 2013
Susan at Real Toads has us writing of hello or goodbye. I chose goodbye. There are times goodbye is the blessing you didn't seek. When the pain clears you see it was for the best. Hello/Goodbye
Comments
"ink of pleading" etc. And the blessing arising from the ashes. Beautiful. Thank you.
be the ink of pleading...
I like the sense of self-worth retained by the speaker, and the phoenix-like image of the final lines.
And like some of the others, I admire the way you wrote this as a writer...pen, ink, and all. A big 'wow'!
K
I also wrote on the same topic...there must be something in the air.