For All The Things You Put Me Through

I do not wish ill will on others; however, just for you...

For all the shit you put me through,

I hope a door handle catches your belt loop every time you're in a rush to go somewhere.

For all the times I had to put up with your constant, trivial complaints, 

I hope you accidentally bite the inside of your cheeks and bite the tip of your tongue.

For all the times you kicked dirt over my name,

I hope your feet step on every Leggo block, every silicone spike mat, and hidden, sharp object in the carpet the next time you even think about the letters of my name.

For every time you've put your hands on me in the privacy of light & night,

I pray you face palm your face against a light pole or swinging door as life's way of saying, "Keep your fucking hands off of her"!

For every day you got me sick and wasn't there for me in health,

I hope that life catches you slipping and socks you like a scooter hit to the ankle.

For every moment you left me feeling unwanted and alone,

I hope my loved ones embrace me in their arms and scream, "I love you" for every lie you've tried to spew in my heart after they have finished jumping you.

For every time you left me financially poor & bankrupt,

I hope to make a dollar for every moment your broke ass came crawling back to me.

For every moment you've made me cry,

I know my tears will replenish the soil of my harvest that you've tainted.

For every second I spent catering to you,

I will spend a day rebuilding and loving myself

So that when I move forward, I never have to look back on you again.