Poetry: You Left

Leave me alone!

For you have wronged me!

For you lied to me!

For you possessed my each day!

And now your leaving?

Shakepearesque,

You told me:

“I understand the fury in your words,

But not your words.”

A loathsome line in Othello.

How can I know?

What really happened that night?

You left,

Yes you did.

Without understanding

That it was a misunderstanding.

You left me,

Left me hanging

By the hangman’s knot

From the ceiling.

Lest you not know

That the worst thing you did

Was you left me halfway.

Left me still breathing,

Suffering from still living.

You came back,

After a few days back.

But you came late

And now that I have left you

Do you see how it feels?

To be left

Without knowing the true story?

Now that I’m dead,

Do you understand

The words from my tongue

And the fury as well?