my last breath

your daring manner

and vain disposition

brings my stomach to my mouth.

your unwilling ways

and un-penitent heart

brings my nerves

to the surface of skin.

and who are you good sir

to walk away

with my dignity in your hands?

how have you been so clever

and in sly ways bold

to think of me so poor?

but i know something

that you don't

and it's a truth that lights fire in my eyes.

for you, a scared

and cowardly man,

gave yourself away

such a time ago.

so you should know

as you gloat and scoff

at the woman you 

thought you knew;

upon my last days 

i will remember you

for the good man 

i knew you were.

but as sure as you are

of the lies that you tell,

my last breath

won't utter your name.