I Walked Away... Poem by Annamaria Jara

Dressed in black I march
Not one tear shed
To your grave by the Hand I was led.

I smear a splash of red paint on my lips and I walk away. I feel no remorse, nor Pain because of not wanting to stay.

Never have I felt such a calm heart,
Wandering through the dark forest that you left me to die...
In peace I walk.

You uttered those painful words of
Hatred and I bit my lips holding back tears.
Now I walk away from you.. I will forget your name in a few years.

I have let the sadistic memory of you pass away.

I now walk through that Same forest of dark hate that you left me to die With my head held high. I've let go And already said goodbye.