My mind, detonating from all your complaints
Your criticisms like slung arrows in my heart
Became too burdensome, too much to bear
You didn’t get that, putting me down your MO
I often wished you could have seen yourself
In a movie or on tv with clear objectivity
To see unfiltered what you were doing to me
And you didn’t know me like you assumed
I was not like the others who suffered abuse
I was the indomitable one who walked out of you

Bob Boyd