Belief is not something that you receive
since the basis of on which you decided to leave
was that of a lie of grandiose scheme
that left me with reasons to endlessly grieve.
Apologies are not something I will accept,
for promises you made had never been kept
as you turned your back without further word
and on the inside, I silently wept.
Farewells are the thing I have heard too much
from the person of past who always had such
importance in my life and meaning to me,
but in the end, I was nothing but a crutch.
Hope is not something that you dare to say
no matter the meaning, no matter which way
you attempt to use it since hope, in essence,
is the very thing you'd taken away.
Happiness is something that I can obtain
without your kind wishes and caused disdain
towards me that are only caused by what you've done
to bring such devastation, agony, and pain.
Goodbye is the final word that I will utter
amongst the poetic piece written from clutter
of thoughts in my head built up through silence
after being left out to rot in the gutter.