my silence is your farewell

i should not
it seems
be left to my own devices
for i do foolish things
digging up the past
that i find has not been released
in the totality that i had assumed

i have moved so far beyond you now
finding true happiness day in
and day out
but still i hand you the hilt
with the point aimed
straight for my heart

maybe its the hatred
maybe its the betrayal
i don’t know
but i can’t let you settle
without feeling the bile
and the need spit to in your face