Radioactive Decay, Disintegration of Affection

The past disintegrated alas…

Running from a past

that disintegrated alas

Radioactive decay, half-life, excited state?

NO… GROUNDED!

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I searched so long to coalesce

A Past Where Power and Control

Cast doubt about my magnanimity,

my allure, my intellect, and intuition

I will no longer comply

I don’t care about the why’s, the lies, or let’s give it another try

I’m starting anew without you

No more meet me here, or see you there, or wondering where it is you stare

Go look and see, you can no longer have me.

I’ve bumped into a few who seem different than you

They’re present, attentive, with nobody stepping through

No game, no shame, no casting blame.

And they seem interested in me. Not she, she, or she…

We fanned too far

Your words, your promises, deliquesced yesteryear

You must acquiesce, it’s time to be free

of the stabs to the heart, the ache, the thirst

& unanswered yearn

I no longer turn the page,

I close the book.

Radioactive Decay, Disintegration of Affection

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Decaying building Photo by Annie Spratt on Unsplash

Locks Photo by Tommy Lee Walker on Unsplash

Suitcases Photo by Eduardo Casajús Gorostiaga on Unsplash

Closed book Photo by Kelly Sikkema on Unsplash

Disintegration Photo by Daniel Jensen on Unsplash