Poem -

You expect me to....

You'd expect me to have criedĀ 

when he said goodbye

you would've expected me to dieĀ 

when i found out he liedĀ 

but this situationĀ 

really isn't mine to fret aboutĀ 

i will not heave a sigh

bury my headĀ 

or pout

his sin is on his headĀ 

he alone made his sordid bedĀ 

I am not the victim of circumstanceĀ 

my role is sure not made my chanceĀ 

whatever his fateĀ 

he chose to dishonor his mateĀ 

I will not change to accommodate revenge

my character will not fraternize with hatred and malice

i will not come down from my palace

disgrace and shame is a place for swineĀ 

so leave me be as i sip my wine

i will not wait for you

i will not watch what you do

you live your life and I'll live mineĀ 

and take my indifference

as a sign

my stability in this stormĀ 

does not speak of weaknessĀ 

so don't think the mess of this actĀ 

will taint my neatness

you did what you did

you dug for yourself a pit

but i will pity you

yes. that is true

i won'tĀ drop to your level Ā 

and leave my self worth disheveledĀ 

take to the roadĀ 

and take your catastrophe with youĀ 

I'm not a victimĀ 

and this i will prove.

EdenĀ 

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