Wrong

I stand amazed, in awe at times
At the level in which some people will stoop
To show undeserved anger in such heartless ways

Dragging people into it
That have no clue what really happened
Or the truth behind the conclusion to something that just went terribly wrong

I guess I could
Rage and cry and scream foul
And have a self-pity party with black streamers and hateful wishes

But what good what that do?
What would I accomplish
Except lower myself to her level?

I refuse to play this game
This back and forth, mud-slinging
She said She said story that never puts an end to the pain that is already raw

But it doesn’t stop the confusion
Or the hurt that stings in blinding tears
When no one is looking at the strong stance that I put forward

I don’t want to be callous
Or so heinous in my actions or words
That I’ll never be able to look back at this point in my life
And smile
Knowing I handled it with grace and dignity
Walking away the better person

But I am amazed
Shocked even
That my judgment in one person
In the woman that I trusted above all others
Would turn so completely,
So unnecessarily
Wrong