Stupid? No Sorry Not Me
What’s up? Cat got your tongue?
Stupid? No Sorry Not Me
You don’t get to call me stupid—
your words are shadows without shape,
a voice I no longer turn to hear.
You lost the right to speak my name,
to thread your scorn through silent rooms,
to cast your weight where I stand clear.
I am not a mirror for your spite,
not a ground for you to break.
Your absence is a quieter world—
and I let it take your place.
So now just move on.
I have—
and I have never looked back.
Not even once.
Shut the door on the way out
About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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Comments (2)
Good way to reach some people and advice that should be taken by whomever needs. Good job.
This is very lovely. I enjoyed reading it.