August 2, 2023.

snake in the grass

the wounds still ache,
I can hear every word that was said
- imitate every movement your body made,
almost lunging like a copperhead snake
retreating back for another verbal attack

but I have purged myself of you
despite the tenderness
felt as though I had given up cold turkey
after saying over and over I'd quit
- that I just need one more final hit

nothing - no one - could revert me back
to the self hatred you installed in me
I find myself still counting my mistakes
and coming up with punishments in my mind
- making up lists of ways to make myself worthwhile

but I burn them now
I let the wind carry them when they're just ash
I'll say, "get that shit out of here" and laugh
because it is an insult to my progress
to entertain your insecurities

Poetry by aidan haskel
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Written on 2023-08-02 at 06:59

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Griffonner The PoetBay support member heart!
A fabulous piece of poetry that reflects the wakening of the subjugated partner in a lopsided relationship - often unbalanced by betrayal or desire for control. Brilliant! Deserves accolade.

Blessings, Allen