"WHAT I'LL LEAVE IN 2018" in "RESTLESS: POETICALLY-SPEAKING"

Ask me not
about the bastard
who’d made this heart
nothing but a toy
my emotions, his sickest joy

Don’t you seriously dare
say I’m just playing the victim
because I’m still here
rising from humiliation
From you nor anyone,
I need no judgment

Pray
that from me, the creep shall stay away
in 2019
I want to be free
from such forsaken memories
about that prick in 2018…

R.