I Choose Peace
The fight has been lost
I don’t expect to see you again,
As I’m choosing peace over your betrayal,
You’ve made your bed, now lie in it,
I hope it causes you no regret once you’re old and frail.
***
Give me the time and space that I now need,
To grieve for this monumental loss,
Don’t fret, I’m confident I’ll be just fine,
As I accept the end of this relationship you toss.
***
Time heals all wounds,
But to be effective, please gift me with your silence,
Don’t hold out a hand or a false hope,
So I can let go of the old time reliance.
***
Our time has come to an end,
Much to my complete shock,
Traded in for a better model,
The unnecessary outcome of wedlock.
***
Tomorrow will be a little better,
The day after my strength may start to return,
Another week or two may see me smile once more,
As I overcome the grief of your disloyalty burn.
***
I’ve always been dangerous in my own way,
It’s my secret super power,
I can love you to death one day,
The next walk away in strength and willpower.
***
Our bridge has now been burnt,
And as much as I struggled to put out the fire,
I’ve now to accept our destiny,
Since you put me out to pasture to retire.
***
I’m done and dusted I’m afraid,
Better in peace on my own,
For once I’m truly going to be thankful,
That you’re hopeless with a phone.
***
I don’t expect to ever see you again,
So please, I beg, honour me now with silence forever more,
You’ll continue to live in my precious memory,
But in this relationship, we need to shut the door.
***
So long and best wishes,
My heart will be shuttered and locked,
Your heartlessness has won out,
And from this day forward you are forever blocked.
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Colleen Millsteed
My first love is poetry — it’s like a desperate need to write, to free up space in my mind, to escape the constant noise in my head. Most of the time the poems write themselves — I’m just the conduit holding the metaphorical pen.
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Comments (8)
“Don’t hold out a hand or a false hope” I couldn’t agree more. Lovely words from you. Thanks for sharing. 💛
Traded in for a better model, The unnecessary outcome of wedlock. These lines were a punch in my gut. To know we've been replaced it so Devastating. Sending you lots of love and hugs! 🥺❤️
I just wondered how much you are earning through vocal
Well-written,
Beautifully and poignantly written. I'm glad you chose your peace. ❤️
When there is nothing more to be said, one walks away wounded, the other both guilty & with wounds of their own making.
I choose peace also!!! Colleen this is a masterwork... Spectacularly written. The last line just tore my gut out. I really felt it's impact.
Brilliant, bold, and beautifully written!!! Raw & courageous loving it!!!❤️❤️💕