When all was said and done, it didn’t feel done
The words seemed hollow and questions were left unanswered
I didn’t know what to do with it all anymore
You were walking away done
Because you said it was done
I didn’t have a say, my words didn’t matter
So I stuffed it all down inside with everything else
My stomach churned, the words unsaid mixed with the seething anger
Building toxins inside me, attacking my very life
But it didn’t matter anymore
Because you said it was done
Left to my own swirling madness
I was imploding
How do you find meaning
When nothing matters anymore
You need to find something, anything
A life raft to cling to
Something to keep you afloat
But I’m drowning, I’m letting go
I’ll find a better life under the sea
A new perspective, a new way of being
Away from you I’ll answer my own questions
I’ll find my own path and way of being
I’m not done yet, far from it
I won’t let you steal my breath away
Gasping I take it all back
Turning away, finding my own answers
I’m not done yet, far from it

From a daily writing prompt in the creative writing group I facilitate https://www.facebook.com/groups/213087289131266/