My Wish, by Ali Whorley

I do not wish bad things upon you.

 

I do not wish to humiliate you,

to stand before an audience

and be stripped of your dignity,

like you have done to me.

 

I do not wish you nightmares,

images of me and someone else

invading and tormenting your subconscious mind,

like the nightmares you have given me.

 

Instead, I wish you nothing.

 

Nothing bad, nothing good.

I wish to forget you,

When I see you on the street

It will be as if you never existed.

 

I will not acknowledge you,

give you the satisfaction

of knowing how you hurt me.

For I am free of you now.

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