Dishonor the little honor he had,
You seem not to care.
His wishes,
Nothing but thin air.
Betrayal.
You said wasn't the appropriate emotion.
How about now?
Is it appropriate now?
I walked that God forsaken river,
Every, single, day.
I was there for you in every single way,
Not once have you even acknowledged this act of love, not once.
You speak about anger and rage,
As if you could imagine my fury,
You have no idea,
I burn more fiercely than you could ever have imagined dear.
How dare you,
Threaten me?
Please.
I've been through hell and back sweetheart.
How disgraceful actually,
You knew what I meant to him,
You knew what he meant to me,
You knew the trauma made me miscarry.
You KNEW what was happening,
While I had no idea,
Now you want to hold me accountable?
Go figure.
You enabled his behavior,
Nurtured his delusional irresponsible habit,
You watched him fail time and again,
And still funded him anyway.
Silver Spoon,
Keep up with the Jones's,
Call it what you like,
You KNEW.
HOW
DARE
YOU!
You will be met with fury!
