Victorious

I removed the final memory of you

Washed my hands; I’m clean

No longer held down by the anger of you

The hate on the surface fading

I wrote it down to torch my words

No longer going to care

Cleansed from your touch, your smell, your sweat

I can’t believe I carried it for so long

The minutes that you stole, took years to overcome

Glad to be over you

You’re gone

You’re buried

I walk away holding the shovel

Strong enough to defeat you