It’s been two years and nine months
Since they burned your body to ashes
Rotting in your apartment for nine long days
Before anyone found you
It took that long for them to come looking
To see why you hadn’t been at work
And the stench reeking from your front door
Should have been a dead giveaway
But it wasn’t
For nine days
You were no one’s trusted friend
No one’s charming lover
No one’s valued employee
No one’s cherished family member
You hated everyone around you with a passion
And, so easily, they hated you in return
I cried only out of sheer relief
That it was finally fucking over
No longer would I have to worry about
You stalking me because you couldn’t let go
Or your attempts to alienate our child
With your vicious deception and clever gaslighting
Never again would I have that feeling of dread
In the deepest pit of my stomach
When your headlights pulled up in the driveway
Nine days you laid there, dead
Because nobody actually cared
You got exactly what you wanted
Pure isolation and dark seclusion
So you could be whomever you wanted
Inside your monitor screen
A fake, a fraud
Duplicitous and fictional
Like the twisted lies you convinced yourself to believe
About all the wrongs others had done to you
When it was you who was the asshole all along
February 2 2026