Leaving Medusa: A Poem

I remember the entitlement in your severe face.

The way you stared at me, speechless intimidation.

Sucking on your dry cigarette, proud and detached.


I cut you off because of my mistakes, because I suffered

From your heartlessness. I thought that I knew best how

To punish myself for what I did. I annihilated our friendship.


We had never been a good fit. I resented you for being a tyrant.

And you abhorred my sensitivity, vulnerability, I couldn’t live with

That. You never learned, never softened, none of us let the other in.


I left you alone, dealing with my conscience on my own.

You’d never know how I felt about you. You always needed

To win, that was your thing. Not mine. I didn’t feel in those terms.


I won’t justify my actions. You always thought that you were perfect

And I cannot blame you. I never found the right words to tell you

What a cold-hearted asshole you were. I never had the courage.


We were brought up very differently. Everything humane about me

You considered a weakness, a flaw, never to be exposed, to be eradicated.

I wouldn’t let you trample all over me, the endless walk of shame, the

Silence you used as punishment, that suffocating gaze of yours forcing

Everyone into submission. I had enough of it.

Maybe, deep down, I screwed up to have an overt reason to leave.

I don’t know. We all do foolish things when we’re young but

You could never admit a fault of your own.

You never understood what you felt like to other people.

Nobody would ever dare to tell you.

And you never asked yourself why.

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