Monologue of a Broken Mind

Monologue of a Broken Mind

“Move on, Move forward, move on”

You were nothing but a meagre sacrificial pawn

In his game of narcissism and selfish glory;

An anomaly in his seemingly grander life story.

News Flash! Who are you to question him?

His cup of problems is already filled to the brim

Oh you can’t possibly be so naive, hurt and in pain

To doubt his love and affection, you must be insane. 

Crumpled sheets haunted by that unused pillow

Everything's been done, aught does anybody owe?

But your eyes only close to softly reminisce the time,

When his and your existence intertwined and rhymed.

“The way you look at him, is a sight of pure love”

Misguidedly reassuring words by random street doves.

What they saw, perhaps (he did?) he never did, never will;

Yet his one typed word brings your world to a stand still.

News Flash! You are a psycho, not a woman scorned in devotion,

Your deepest insecurities set this dubious match in motion

They should have remained undisclosed,rotting away your vigour,

As fraudulent happiness replaced the ingenuity with a tiring rigour. 

Respect and his time are overrated demands you don’t deserve,

For you feel so deeply- you fell off the practicality learning curve. 

Unwillingly move on you must, it is his perennial command

Your rapturous fondness just disrupts his life so well planned. 

News Flash: You are a hopeless fool who will never discern,

You once caught his fancy, but now you merit to be spurned

For there are far more dazzling eyes and smiles to be found

He is a priceless gemstone, your ‘clinginess’ was pathetically unbound. 

So live with your hopes of the future that shall never arrive,

Women like you are destined to survive and not thrive. 

Let the humdrum of the city drown you and your insolent tears,

You are a deplorable ruin; and he has far more superior frontiers.