You don’t deserve my energy
Or to be on my mind
You don’t deserve one more sentence from the poet
Not a word not a line.
Energy vampires crave
The good and bad
Reactive abuse is what
You count on.
So allow me to say this and then I’m good, the poet is done:
I won’t feed your shallow soul.
I won’t grant you the control.
I release the hold,
Now release me, too.
It is not an attack that my peak of peace
Will exist without you.
I am simply releasing to fill my own cup
And not to pour into you.
For the damaged girl from 20 years ago
Is healed now.
Two decades of wonder and curiosity
Questions all answered within a year
Lessons taken in from every tear.
Who knew that all along it was YOU,
YOU were the demon that I feared
That I avoided and ran from for decades
Yet still desired to please.
But I looked IT in YOUR eyes and saw the level of despair and emptiness,
And that alone allowed me to remove myself
That war has nothing to do with me.
It is finished.