In Peace

I shattered us—

—you. I embellished 

blunt weapons with 

My Truth, Start Standing Up

for Yourself, Don’t Let People 

Use You, Just be 

Real, Honesty. You bought and paid

for each blow, and didn’t know

until the accusations were flung,

points finding marks. 

I stood over you with my sword

as the Hero. 

I constructed a backdrop of

roses, lakes, sunlight for sure 

victory. And when you stood

your ground, I tore it down to unleash the camouflaged rockslide—

insecurity

impatience

immaturity

selfishness

self-righteousness

self-worthlessness

—made it bury you because 

in real life, people

are people, not my saviors. 

I and I and me

were dramatic, fought 

dirty. It’s still true. I still have glass

in my open cuts;

the best apology

is to deny myself, leave you 

(all) in peace.