by Jane Allyson

Created on: May 28, 2011

I know you watch me

Looking for a little snatch

Of a whisper of my life.

I know that you wait

For a call that will never come.

You question

Those who have knowledge of me.

People who I trust.

You undermine that trust

And lose a little more of me,

Every time you ask a casual “how is she?”

Our time was long ago

From a time distant in my mind.

The abuse has become a forgotten hurt,

And the memory of your face

Has become so dim now.

I am moving on.

I want you to know that I can’t forget the pain.

But I forgive you

Forget the past.

It’s time to go.

Let me go.

Let me go.

Let me go.

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