I have lost twenty years of someone else's life because of you, i wasn't even important to be contacted to mourn. i don't feel anything, just the anger that has always been a part of me. But it shows at the End how little i was respected or thought of. Then agian you were excommunicated from my life in my teens, and I simply don't think of you. you are simply just another person that doesn't exist to me. simply forgotten.
i was busy having fun the day you died. That is a victory of sorts, and No fucks given.
Then again I am, and was everything you would never have been. I fought, I did things and I stood on my own two feet. i still do. Its gonna be a lot easier to walk thru my home downtown now. ill still bate it here because of you but i wont be looking over my shoulder anymore. i simply don't care.
i have no regrets only the one that it wasn't my hand at you're throat when it should have been multiple times. I don't want to ever be you. i spent my life running away from here, from Hamilton, from everything that you are. That was always by design. I ran from and rejected everything that you are. because thats not who i am. i am something else.
i may be a monster but thats of my own creation. You don't even deserve the dignity of being remembered. therefor you won't be. its what you deserved. so be it.
i am sick of the world you created for all of us and the only reason i stay where i am is responsibility here. but there are days like fucking today where it would be easy to day fuck it all and throw it all away and be somewhere else.
the only difference if i stay, if i go, if i even give a damn, there will be people to fucking mourn me. unlike you.
good riddance.
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