Poetry

It Was So Very Easy For You To Leave

easy

So easy
in fact
that you thought about it
hundreds of times
in silence
so I never knew.

It was so very easy
for you to be so cruel
for you to cut the cord
burn the bridge
salt the earth
and leave me behind.

It may have been easy
it must have been easy
to walk away
and leave me to wither
in your wake.

So:

Fuck “easy”
and your silence
and your salted earth.

Because although
it will not be
easy
I promise you
I will grow
anyway.

M.J. Pack
written by: M.J. Pack

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