You Will No Longer Live in My Head Rent-Free — So Fuck Off
Excerpt from the poem: Notice of Eviction from the book “Loud Enough For The Stars”, get yours on Amazon.com
Every time your name sparked,
with every replay of what you did,
you were storming through me-
and I was locking you in,
punishing myself instead of you.
But not anymore.
You don’t get my thoughts.
You don’t get to live inside me.
You don’t get to be the echo
of what you broke.
Not forgiveness.
Just eviction.
The truth still lives.
The verdict will be delivered-
just not by me.
I let you go.
Your ghosts are not mine to carry.
