I want to leave,
and leave everything behind.
I want to start over completely
in a place that I cannot even pronounce,
When I say that
I want to leave everything behind,
I’m talking less about objects
and materialistic things;
I am talking about memories, feelings, and mistakes.
Wipe my brain clean of the smog;
all the pollution left upon it
from dirty people.
Wipe my heart clean
of all the undeserving fingerprints
that touched my beating heart without consent;
they reached under my rib cage,
tore flesh from bone,
and took it with force.
The poison from their toxicity
is still running through my bruised veins.
Wipe my conscious clean
of every regret, every hand I let slip
through my fingers…
Take these three aspects,
chop them up
and throw them in the bathtub.
Pour acid like gasoline
on their skin
and watch them burn.
Watch them dissolve into what they should be-
Watch them burn
for all the hell they put you through.
Pull the chain on the bathtub
and watch them turn into mini tornadoes,
no longer able to pull you up into their vortex.
Pull the chain
and watch them drain.
Watch them drain until there is nothing left.
Nothing- just like they should be.
They should be nothing;
they will be nothing.
I am leaving,
and leaving everything behind.
-1 February 2018