Simone Otto

Rookie (5-8-92 / Brisbane Australia)

Today Is The Day... - Poem by Simone Otto

We sat down,
Opposite each other;
And talked.
Two minutes and it was gone,
My love for you was dead,
My heart burnt,
And yet you dare to smile.

I walk ‘round the corner,
And see you there.
Sitting there,
You dare return to my domain;
My den, my retreat.
I came here to be rid of you,
And still you wish to ruin me.

I feel the anger in me rise,
And yet I stay, and sit.
I want to yell at you,
To scream at your incompetence.
At your stupidity!

You broke my heart and you dare return.
You destroyed everything I thought was real,
And true.
I believed you from the start,
And you destroyed it
And threw it in my face.
I feel betrayed and hurt,
As I remember my first kiss;
Our first kiss.
I remember you holding my hand,
Kissing me,
And letting you learn me.
How could I not see this end?
How could I not see what was to come? !
You creep!
You left me here to die
After your desires were satisfied.
How could you!

I walk behind you as you get up,
And I run my sharp nails
Across the back of your neck.
You turn and see me,
And smile.
You smile!
I look at you,
Deep in your eyes
With a look of hatred,
Of what I wish to do to you.
My hand still rests on our neck and
You put your hand on mine,
I tear away, and start to yell.

You look at me stunned and shocked,
And start to yell back.
You say that I’m a streetwalker and that I
Was a Devil of the night.
I yell that you betrayed me from the beginning,
Portraying yourself as someone else,
Only in an effort to get what you want.
Then, you slap me.
Your hard, strong hands hit my face with a loud clap.
Everyone turns and looks as I slowly straighten,
I take one look at you,
And spit in your face.
I call you a sadist, though you never broke me,
I call you are covetous, for you’re gluttonous.
You back away although I follow
And continue to yell.
I grab something from my pocket,
And throw it at his feet.
He looks at it as I walk away.
He looks at the broken, burnt rose
That he gave me for Valentines Day.
Then it changes, to a heart.
It pumps once, twice,
Then bursts into flames.

I wake with an adrenaline never felt before.
Covered in a cold sweat I look around and
Remember that I’m in my room,
I look at the time,2: 00am.
My hands shake uncontrollably
As I figure out what my subconscious
Is telling me,
My heart is broken,
Is burnt,
I have been betrayed.
Today is the day I free myself,
Today is the day I dumped my boyfriend.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, June 7, 2007

Poem Edited: Wednesday, March 9, 2011

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